Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Something positive

With all that's bad and ugly in the news, it's nice to see something good for a change.

This article is a refreshing reminder that honesty and gratitude still exist.

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

New Addition

Usually I'm too lazy to mention that I've added a new link.

However, Heidi is well-worth the mention. If you have not already visited her blog I can assure you that the trip will be worthwhile.

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Another dream

(Feel free to skip right over this - I post these primarily for myself, my sister Joelle and pseudo-sis Lisa.)

I dreamt that Mike and I had very recently married, and that I had come to live with him in the enormous mansion bequeathed to him by his parents. He had also inherited magical power from his parents, which arrived in the form of lightning after they accidently struck a tree while out on their flying carpet. His parents had laughed as they died, knowing that they were simply being released from their bodies and that they would shortly be with G-d.

Mike was being hounded by demonic witches and warlocks. When their attempt to frame him and I for a crime (I believe it may have been murder) seemed to be failing, they struck out at us directly. They stood outside our bedroom window and as they chanted invocations a storm broke, lashing the house with rain. They did not create nor control the storm, it simply arrived in response to the magical energies being released. Their magic took the form of a pool of blood, which spread over the side of the house and begin to seep in, together with the rain, beneath the window which was not properly sealed.

While I focused on the seeping blood, Mike disappeared from my side - to appear shortly afterwards outside in the storm, to face our foes alone. They melted away rather than confront him directly. In the morning when I went outside I saw that he had placed symbols of protection on each side of our bedroom window. They had been beautifully crafted to appear as if they were simply glass decorations.

Unfortunately during these travails, our mansion was beset with guests - I say beset, because they were not actually invited my Mike or by myself. At least two of them were police detectives. The others were mostly children, which kept me busy as they ran amok through the house. This left me irritated and sexually frustrated, as we could not find time to ourselves during the day (and our attempts at intimacy had been halted the previous night by the attacks of the witches and warlocks.) At one point I paused and saw Mike outside, reading a book while sitting on a swing under one of the trees. He looked exhausted and on the verge of becoming seriously ill. I yearned to go to him, full of feelings of tenderness knowing that he pushed himself so hard because of me.

At this point, one witch and one warlock paid me a visit. The demonic entity which possessed the witch had taken a very heavy toll. She had been a pretty woman, but now her skin was charcoal gray and her eyes were sunken and burned red with demonic ferocity. She attempted to goad me into killing her, knowing that if I succumbed to temptation that I would have taken my first step on the road to evil. I wanted to kill her, but wouldn't because I knew what the result would be. Finally one of the police detectives grew tired of hearing the witch asking to be killed - he stood up, walked over to her and crushed her skull underneath his heel.

At this point the dream became somewhat muddled - our guests, which were mostly assembled with me in the parlor, grew to include some actual demonic entities. They were telling the detectives about the pool in one part of the mansion which was actually a portal to Narnia (and I hadn't known this until they mentioned it!). They were also trying to claim that Narnia was actually a pagan stronghold which had been taken over and conquered by murderous, imperialistic English and Americans that sought to shape it to their own ends. These claims actually made me more indignant than the prior attacks on my husband and myself.

Unfortunately, as interesting and fascinating as this dream was, it could not last forever. Those damnable dogs began barking and woke me up.

I've never had a dream in which I felt such strong romantic feelings for my husband. It also seemed as if a side to him that exists in reality but which he normally keeps hidden was exposed in the dream - the way he cherished me was completely transparent. All in all, a very nice dream - very dark and gothic, but filled with moments of intense beauty.

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

I should definitely be in bed right now

But I started reading WND and ran across this article about the apparent controversy surrounding the movie version of The Chronicles of Narnia.

Some highlights:

"This isn't supposed to be a Christian film, any more than (Lewis) set out to write a Christian book," says Douglas Gresham of Dublin, Ireland, Lewis' stepson, a staunch Christian and co- producer of the upcoming film.

"It validates the way they like to be seen. If Lewis were here and you asked him if he wrote this book for Christians, I think he'd say no. Nor did he write it as an evangelistic tool. I believe he wrote it as a children's book."

Actually, Narnia sprang from Lewis' dreams. As a teen, Lewis had a vision of a faun in a snowy wood, carrying parcels and an umbrella. At age 50, he decided to make a story out of the image. Lewis was dreaming of lions at the time, and the character of a lion-messiah named Aslan jumped into his mind. "The whole Narnian story is about Christ," [emphasis mine] wrote Lewis in a 1961 letter to a child.

"That is to say, I asked myself, 'Supposing that there really was a world like Narnia and supposing it had (like our world) gone wrong and supposing Christ wanted to go into that world and save it (as He did ours) what might have happened?' The stories are my answers."

People are lying weasels, aren't they?

This was my favorite part of the article:

Their success means that two of Hollywood's hottest fantasy franchises, "Lord of the Rings" and "Chronicles of Narnia," are based on tales penned by two Christians devoted to God: J.R.R. Tolkien and C.S. Lewis.

An atheist for most of his life, Lewis converted at age 32 after a long talk with his friend Tolkien, a Catholic then writing "The Lord of the Rings."

Both writers - Oxford academics who talked theology, metaphysics and fantasy over drinks at the local pub - believed that myth and fairy tale best expressed universal truth.

What I wouldn't give to have been a fly on the wall for those conversations! I have enormous respect and admiration for both Tolkien and Lewis.

I am really looking forward to seeing The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe. I think C.S. Lewis' message will still be apparent, despite anyone's efforts to obfuscate it.

Sunday, November 20, 2005


Recently, Bane and ajw308 each paid me a very sweet compliment. I was tickled pink, but completely at a loss as to how to thank them - so I simply said nothing.

Now, I find myself wanting to say some complimentary things about the people whose blogs I read - things I've often thought to myself but never wrote.

First of all, I think all of you are very intelligent and thoughtful. Even better than that, I can see G-d's love and wisdom in each of you and recognize that you are, indeed, His beloved sons and daughters - and therefore my brothers and sisters. I feel privileged and blessed to have found each of you. Through sharing your lives, you continually enrich mine. If I could pick my flesh and blood relatives, I would want you to be mine!

Now, if your first reaction was a mental scream of 'run away, run away!' don't worry, I haven't the knowledge or the means with which to stalk any of you. =P

Friday, November 18, 2005

And now for something light-hearted

Today, Vox posted about Vin Diesel.

From there, the thread progressed to a discussion of shaved heads on men. These are the highlights.

From Billy D:

It's the shaved head thing. It gives you an "I don't give a fu**" attitude. I know, I have one. Look what happened to Bruce Willis when he shave his head. He finally shed that bag of excrement called Demi and started acting like a man.

VD, you can vouch for this. The head shaving thing, even partially, "does things". You're in the mirror feeling like DeNiro in Taxi Driver. That doesn't just ebb away.

From Difster:

My head is now 'mostly shaved'. It's about 1/2" on top and 1/4" on the sides. I must say, I have been getting some female attention lately and it seems attributable to that. Back when I was in the Marines and had a shaved head or short hair I looked like a dork. My face has a different shape now though.I dunno, it could just be my imagination/wishful thinking.


I'd love to shave my head and get that slick 'airstream trailer' look. I'm fighing a losing battle with my hairline anyway...baldness is an enemy I might be able to embrace and accept as my own.

Mrs. PORCUS isn't down with the shaved head look, though.

Our compromise is this...the day I get my body into 'Vin Diesel' condition I can shave my head.

Unless it all falls out by itself (or I win the lottery and have nothing to do all day but hang out in the gym) I don't see it happening.

From M1A1:

About a year ago, I started working out doing some bodywieght exercises. Just 5-10 Minutes a day at home. (I can't stand gyms).

A couple of months ago, my wife looks at my pecs and comments "You're starting to look like Arnold".

My daughter 11, noticing my lack of hair, says "Nahhh. More like Vin Diesel". (She'd just seen the Pacifier).

I'm not huge or anything, so I thought they were just being nice.

A few weeks later it was Halloween. Traditionally, I wear a Star Trek red shirt and greet the kids with a scottish accent "More Candy?, If I give ye any more, you'll blow! (chunks)".

(Yeah, I'm a geek, so what?)

So the shirt is normally, tight, but this year it's way tighter across the chest.

I didn't realize how tight until a neighbor comes up to me outside and starts poking me in the chest. He tells me he was just trying to figure out whether I was wearing fake plastic muscles under the shirt, or if I had been working out.

So I ate him. And his car. And his house.

True story.

Now it's my turn to weigh in.

I have frequently thought that long hair on a man looked sexy. I have never thought that long hair on a man looked manly. Shaved or extremely short hair? Now that looks manly and sexy!

When a woman shaves her head, it just looks like she is trying too hard. Give it up, darling. You'll never be as tough as the men! (If my little sister reads this, she is going to KILL ME.)

Oh, and Difster - yes, the attention is all attributable to your haircut. It couldn't possibly be because you are a) smart b) confident and c) cute.

Wednesday, November 16, 2005


I tidied up my links, deleting one that had not seen activity for over two months, and making the addition of The Brew*Crew Adventure. I also went through and made sure that I had each blog's entire title, which means that some of you have switched places in order for my listing to remain alphabetical.

Monday, November 14, 2005

Abortion for rape, incest or health of the mother

I've decided that instead of trying to argue this subject over at Vox's, where I am certain to simply go in circles, that I would post my opinion here on my own blog.

Now, a lot of people that do not otherwise support abortion will support it in the event of rape, incest or if the life of the mother is in danger.

If I were raped and became pregnant, I would not get an abortion. That child might be the product of a rape but it would still be my child. Now, if my husband could not handle raising a child that was not his own, I would go ahead and place the child up for adoption, but otherwise I would keep it and love it. I wouldn't look at it and see my rapist - I would look at it and see a miracle, proof that something good can happen even in the worst of circumstances.

Now, I've never been raped, so this is pure speculation on my part. It's possible that I would behave differently should I be unfortunate enough to actually end up in a situation like that.

Now, incest just makes me squeamish. It's also something that isn't going to happen to me. I still don't support aborting children that came from incest. Put them up for adoption, but don't kill them for something they had no control over.

Now, as to the health of the mother - I've already discussed this with my husband - he had assumed, correctly, that if it came down to a situation of my survival or the baby's survival, that the baby would be my choice.

This is the way I look at it - if I were given a choice between saving my life at the cost of my son's, or of saving his life at the cost of my own, I would try to save his life. It is what any loving parent would do. So why in the world would I kill one of my children to save my life, just because it hasn't been born yet? People that support that kind of thing must not see an unborn child as being fully human.


I had several dreams last night.

In one, my infant son had been kidnapped by a cult. By the time I and the people helping me had caught up with them, fought our way through their minions and captured two of the women in charge of the cult, I found out that I was too late to save my son - he had been sacrificed.

So, while the people that were helping me looked on silently, I sliced open one woman's abdomen and chest, removing her heart and liver (which was what had been done to my son). I was about to do the same to the second woman when I woke up.

I would have found that dream a lot more disturbing and emotionally impacting if the child in question had been my son Vincent, but it was in fact some other child, alive and then dead only in my dream.

After falling back asleep, I again dreamt of cult members kidnapping children. This time, they kidnapped the infant sons of two other women. I was only a peripheral character in this dream, observing but not really involved until closer to the end. I was informed of what had happened by my contact at a hospital. The two infants had been found, but they had been lying together in darkness and squalor for so long that they had grown together, as if they were Siamese twins. One mother went into immediate denial when confronted with this monstrosity, while the other mother went insane. Surprisingly, the hospital staff, including the male nurse I was speaking with, viewed the case with a lot of compassion and genuinely cared about the children. Unfortunately, as I was both a participant and an observer of the dream at this point, I knew that one of the other male nurses on the staff was attempting to poison the nurse I was speaking with, pin the blame on me, then kidnap the children and return them to the cult they had been freed from. (This part was actually kind of funny, as the observer-me knew what was being planned, but couldn't tell the participant-me.)

I woke up before that dream concluded as well.

I remember other snippets of dreams as well, most of which revolved around similar themes - such as fleeing from kidnappers that wanted my son.

As long as my dreams are not deeply emotionally impacting (such as the death of my real life child or family member), I enjoy even the ones that many people might see as deeply disturbing and horrific. They're generally like movies in which I can actually participate. Have any of you ever wanted to be able to magically jump into a movie? I used to want to do this all the time when I was younger - if I didn't like the way the movie turned out, I would daydream about jumping into the movie and changing the outcome.

Friday, November 11, 2005

Leviathan or "Here there be dragons"

I have been fascinated by G-d's description of Leviathan since I was a child. I believed then, as I do now, that G-d was describing a creature which is probably extinct. I used to fantasize about growing up to be the person that discovered Leviathan.

Well, eventually I realized it was a childish dream which was unlikely to become reality and it was filed away with other daydreams of equal unlikeliness.

Imagine my surprise one day when I read in the news that Leviathan had been discovered! Oh, that isn't what they called it - but after reading the description I was 99% certain that the creature whose skeleton had been found was the creature described in Job 41. (Yes it is an entire chapter, but worth the time to read it.)

That creature was SuperCroc.

How am I convinced that this is the Leviathan of legend? This particular passage in Job 41:

"His sneezes flash forth light,
And his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
"Out of his mouth go burning torches;
Sparks of fire leap forth.
"Out of his nostrils smoke goes forth
As from a boiling pot and burning rushes.
"His breath kindles coals,
And a flame goes forth from his mouth.

SuperCroc has a huge cavity in his nose which the scientists are baffled by. They speculate as to what it was used for, but cannot arrive to any definite conclusions. Well, the way I look at it, G-d certainly knew how to describe His own creation, and it isn't very likely that He would say something breathed fire if it did not in fact breath fire.

I also believe that Leviathan may have originated the tales of dragons. Stories of fire-breathing reptilian monsters exist in many different cultures and have been around for many centuries.

I also discovered something today while searching for 'Leviathan' at Leviathan is mentioned in places other than Job:

Psalm 74:14

You crushed the heads of Leviathan;
You gave him as food for the creatures of the wilderness.

Psalm 104:25-26

There is the sea, great and broad,
In which are swarms without number,
Animals both small and great.
There the ships move along,
And Leviathan, which You have formed to sport in it.

Isaiah 27:1

In that day the LORD will punish Leviathan the fleeing serpent,
With His fierce and great and mighty sword,
Even Leviathan the twisted serpent;
And He will kill the dragon who lives in the sea.

This is why I love science - even though it has become extremely corrupted, when you look past the evolutionary, godless drivel, you see the wondrous creation which declares the glory of G-d!

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Scientific truth?

Scientific truth seems to be almost oxymoronic these days.

I was watching a show on the Science Channel called What really killed the dinosaurs?

The theory which has been accepted by mainstream science is that a massive meteor impact, thought to have occurred in the Yucutan Peninsula, caused the extinction of the dinosaurs.

The supposed evidence for this is as follows:

Signs of a global catastrophe at the K-T boundary
Acid rain
A possible tsunami
Fern spoors
A later ice age

Iridium is not usually found in high concentrations on Earth. It is found in high concentrations in space. At which point I wonder - just because it normally isn't, doesn't automatically mean the iridium in question came from space. Are there any other possible explanations? Have they been explored?

Couldn't soot and acid rain be caused by volcanic eruptions?

We know for a fact tsunamis can be caused by earthquakes.

Fern spoors in great abundance show that most other vegetation on earth was wiped out at that time period. Again, why does that mean it would have to have been a meteor?

The same applies to evidence of a later ice age.

So, it now appears to this layperson that this entire theory is largely built up around the idea that iridium in large quantities has to have arrived from space.

The second theory presented on the show was - get this - global warming. (Call me paranoid, but it almost seemed like an excuse to push the current global warming theory. Watch out - global warming killed the dinosaurs and it could kill you too!) Supposedly, the extinction of the dinosaurs actually took place over a long period of time, following the impact at the Yucutan Peninsula. Later, a second impact appeared to have taken place, which finished the job of killing off the dinosaurs.

Let me take you over a few things I noticed:

One, they spoke of rock layers that 'can form very slowly over thousands of years'.
Yes? Does that mean they did? By using that terminology, doesn't it also apply that they could form quickly? Is there really any way of proving how long it took to form the layers?

Another thing they mentioned was how evidence against the original impact/extinction theory was because layers of sandstone found above the evidence of the impact showed signs of having been colonized by worms that went extinct at the same time as the dinosaurs.

You know what's wrong with this picture? They have no proof those worms went extinct with the dinosaurs. Until they can conclusively prove that those worms went extinct with the dinosaurs, they cannot speculate with any amount of credibility.

Here's a theory that encompasses much of what was presented - a catastrophic world-wide flood takes place, accompanied by earthquakes, volcanic erruptions and tsunamis. The impact of it is indeed global in nature. Afterwards, a short 'ice age' takes place because of the climate changes that occurred. (Admittedly, I would have to do further research into the presence of iridium.)

My entire point, though, is that what they present as being 'obvious' is in fact anything but. The majority of scientific study into geology will never be anything but sheer speculation - because they cannot actually go back and observe what took place.


I did a google search on 'iridium origins' and the first result returned was this:

Dewey M. McLean and others argue that the iridium may have been of volcanic origin instead.The Earth's core is rich in iridium, and Piton de la Fournaise on RĂ©union, for example, is still releasing iridium today.

Saturday, November 05, 2005


The modern nation of Israel: cause of more death and destruction than Hitler's campaign against the Jews in WWII? Renee thinks so:

"After all, if not for the death of six million Jews, it is unlikely that Israel would be an established nation today."

Yes, and most historians agree that the creation of Israel was an utmost disaster. Since it began, the conflict has caused more death and destruction than the damage caused by Hitler towards the Jews in WWII.

Renee, your stance is absolutely without merit.

Hitler killed SIX MILLION Jews. Plus, many more were driven from their homes and their countries. That's an awful lot of death and destruction.

How, pray tell, does the modern nation of Israel even come close to having caused SIX MILLION deaths? I would truly love to hear the breakdown on this one.

Anyone else care to add to this?

Friday, November 04, 2005

We all knew DC was a cesspool

Now, a further example. This grotesque article demonstrates quite clearly what a terrible thing sexual promiscuity is.

The most disturbing part of the article is the fact that 1 in 20 people in DC are diagnosed with AIDS. That means the actual number is higher, as I am sure there are plenty of people in DC running around undiagnosed. Ugh.

Wednesday, November 02, 2005


...the body parts in his fridge did not prove Jeffrey Dahmer killed anyone.

Just like the fact that this man's sperm was found on the bodies of ten different murdered women proves nothing but that he had sex with them before they died.

Sheesh. It's almost enough for me to rescind my opinion that the death penalty should not be applied in cases where the conviction comes from circumstantial evidence.

Men, women and personal responsibility

A while ago I had to come to terms with the fact that Mankind's fall began with the weakness of the first woman. It was a realization that was abhorrant to me.

Unfortunately, I notice that many men (especially those that frequent Vox's blog) have yet to come to terms with the fact that Mankind's fall ended with the weakness of the first man.

Time and time again, I see men complaining about American women and how terrible they are. They blame women for the awful state of America today.

What they do not realize is that American women are what they are because men failed to be godly leaders of their own homes. While they stood by or busied themselves with less important matters, their wives and daughters were tempted to rebel - and because the fruit of that rebellion seemed good to eat, men allowed it to happen and then partook of it themselves.

Yes, the female gender is responsible for the state of America today - and so is the male gender.