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This guy came in to Braum’s today… big guy, came to get ice cream. He’s wearing one of those t-shirts with a catchy saying on it. Everyone’s seen them. This one absolutely made me laugh. This is EXACTLY what it said:

Stupidity is not a crime.
Your free to go.

Please, please, tell me that I’m not the only nerd whose first thought was… TYPO! Yes, I’m calling you stupid with the TYPO on MY shirt.

Classic.

Anyhow. I had a fun weekend! I know, I don’t get out much. James was up and we also went and chilled out in Lawton with Chelsy. I mean, we didn’t do anything particularly thrilling (except to note that the Prestige is a crazy good movie, and that “I will survive” is NOT a good song to listen to when you’re weird, tired, and apparently coffee-deprived), but it was nice to just hang out with friends. I miss that a lot.

I won’t go into details, but I’ve been thinking a lot in the past, oh, twenty-four hours or so about a lot of stuff in my life I’ve got to fix. Fears, issues, lack of trust, and all that jazz. Anyhow, about halfway through work today, I remembered a song on my Superchick CD (their first one is still their best, thank you) that I haven’t listen to in ages and ages. Lemme give you the lyrics.

Some people bring you gifts
Some bring you bricks to weight you down
So they can swim a little higher while you drown
Some people mean so well
Their way was the best way that they found
But any other way you choose is a brick that weights you down
So tell me what do I do with this backpack full of bricks
And sticks and stones and words that stuck to me like ticks

[CHORUS]
Let it go, let it be
Brick by brick we can be free of all the words we saved
Till we were our own enemies
Let it go, let it be
Brick by brick we can believe in the person God intended us to be
Let it be

Some people give themselves a brick
I know most people do
When we compare we fall short somewhere
It’s always true
If all we see is where we fall we’ve bricked a prison wall
Instead of trying to learn to fly
We’ve taught ourselves to crawl

We could believe in ourselves
More we could try for unique
Instead of trying to conform
We could defy what they tell us
Don’t buy the lies they sell us
If we’re brave we can believe in what we are

I think that’s pretty much self-explanatory. It better be, ’cause that’s all you’re getting! The point of that is… it’s true.

Lorelle of WordPress.com (whose site I literally stumbled upon yesterday) has brought something really powerful to my attention with her latest post. I can’t do justice to it, so I’ll let you read it yourself.

A few days before Yom HaShoah (Holocaust Memorial Day) in Israel, I was warned that when I heard the air raid sirens I wasn’t to be afraid. I was to stop whatever I was doing and be quiet and not move for two minutes. My friends told me that all of Israel stops on that day.

I laughed. Getting an Israeli to stand still and shut up is like hoping a penny on the tracks will stop a high speed train. I just couldn’t imagine it. It’s a noisy place filled with too many people shouting loudly all the time just to be heard. Too much energy. This was something I wanted to see, but I didn’t believe I’d see it.

The day arrived and I was out on the streets of downtown Tel Aviv running an errand. I’d forgotten and was startled when the sirens went off. I kept walking for a few seconds until I realized that no one was moving around me.

Nothing. People were standing on the street silent and unmoving. All the cars were stopped and their drivers and passengers were outside, standing next to their vehicles. I froze.

I listened.

Not a sound. Not a shout. Not a honk. Not an engine noise. Not a blaring radio. Silence. No babies crying. No mothers scolding. No shopkeepers shouting their wares. Silence. No airplanes. No motor scooters. No dogs barking. No sound anywhere.

Except the wailing siren. [CONTINUE READING]

She, and others, have proposed a day of absolute silence in the blogosphere (the world of blogs, you might call it) in honor of the victims at Virginia Tech. On April 30th, you’ll not hear a peep from me or many others on the blogosphere. Spread the word.

Good grief, look at me. I’ve been blogging non-stop… and there’s no blogathon in sight!

Got my official wedding invitation from Amanda today. I called her to tell her I got it, but she ended up calling me while I was getting the message from HER phone to leave a voice mail message. Too funny! So… we talked without actually talking. Anyhow, I’m not even sure what my plans are when I get up there. I mean, I’m torn between wanting to spend time with my grandmother (Dearma), because we’re crazy-close, and seeing all/some of my old PA friends.

We’ll see how it goes.

In the meantime, my sister helped me along with this revelation yesterday. “You know, they’re all halfway through college.” Meaning, of course, the class I graduated with. And look at me! Full time job (well, by hours anyhow) at an ice cream place, trying to learn what I can while I save up for classes. My gosh, I feel like such a failure!

PS: Yes, the title is supposed to be “apostrophe” and not “epiphany.” Come on, haven’t you seen Hook?

Smee: I’ve just had an apostrophe.
Captain Hook: I think you mean an epiphany.
Smee: No… lightning has just struck my brain.
Captain Hook: Well, that must hurt.