4.30.2008

Be Helpless...


Be helpless and dumbfounded,
unable to say yes or no.

Then a stretcher will come
from grace to gather us up.

We are too dulleyed to see the beauty.
If we say "Yes we can," we'll be lying.

If we say "No, we don't see it,"
that "No" will behead us
and shut tight our window into spirit.

So let us not be sure of anything,
beside ourselves, and only that, so
miraculous beings come running to help.

Crazed, lying in a zero-circle, mute,
we will be saying finally,
with tremendous eloquence, "Lead us."

When we've totally surrendered to that beauty,
we'll become a mighty kindness.

version by Coleman Barks
from Daily Rumi


Maybe it's better to not know than to know.
Because not knowing is helpless, and helpless as little children is how we are to come.


4.29.2008

What's on my mind?

A few things I'm thinking about today:


Glenn has announced a simple synchroblog for Monday, May 5th, asking the following questions:
  • How are you doing?
  • What are you doing?
  • What are you learning?
  • What are you dreaming about?
Not certain yet if I will be participating, as I have a busy weekend, but I wanted to pass it on to anyone who might want to know.

It looks like I will be participating in the Portland to Coast walking relay in August. Two legs of 4-7 miles each, 12 people per team, for a total of 127 miles. I'm in good shape for the distance, but my average mile is about 15 minutes and I'd like to get it down at least a minute before then. I wonder how much time one can shave off their average walking mile in 4 months...?

Matt Stone has an interesting post about Myers-Briggs personality types and the ability to experience/engage in the mystical or supernatural. To summarize, the NF type (all you INFP's) have the greatest ability and the ST types are most likely to be skeptical. It was very thought provoking for me and explains a great deal about religion in my marriage.

Also I have been thinking about eschatology/biblical prophecy. I haven't cemented my views, but I have left behind the Left Behind belief system. "See you here, there, or in the air" somehow doesn't wash with me anymore. So I have been thinking, thanks to a recent conversation with Robert, about preterism. A blog friend posted something today that got me to think even more about it. Things that make you go Hmm.

Today I did something I've been planning to for quite some time, and I heard on the news today was the last day, so I rushed downtown. What did I do, you may ask? Well, to be exceedingly vague, it was something to do with the year 2008 and a certain kind of affiliation that many/most of us possess that becomes particularly important every 4 years or so. Even though it was a small thing, it was a huge thing for me. Only those of you who know what it is to hold tightly to a certain affiliation because it is the only "right" way to be religious will understand what a momentous occasion this was for me. This deconstructing process is still fun after three years. It's not so important what I went to as it is what I left.

CNN reported yesterday regarding the FLDS situation that:
"Of the 53 girls between the ages of 14 and 17 who are in state custody, 31 either have given birth or are expecting."
I believe in freedom of religion, but only so long as it does not interfere with the freedom and rights of others, especially minors. Please continue to pray for these children.

I guess that's about it for now. Till next time...

4.28.2008

Captcha

Ok, so Blogger seems to have tinkered with the word verification font...if you hadn't noticed, it is far, far more difficult to read these days.

No official word from Blogger that I can find, but I have read out in cyperspace that bots have cracked the captcha font so Google changed it. Fine and dandy, but if the change prevents real people from using it as well, you've pretty much defeated the purpose.

Sooo...I'm going to turn the captcha off and see what happens. I don't moderate comments and don't plan to unless the spam gets out of hand, but I think I might be moving services because I'm close to fed up with Blogger these days.

Get with it, Google.

4.25.2008

Subversive? Who, me?


Kathy seems to think I'm a subversive. She says:
"Erin, for putting to words what so many of us say in the quiet of our hearts and minds about our faith, church, freedom."
So she gave me Jake Bouma's Subversive Blogger Award. Thanks Kath!

How am I subversive? I am a proponent of religious revolution, and I'm definitely in opposition to religious authority if abused. But what I really want to see more than anything is for women who have been oppressed by the church to be set free. I want to see the end of any church system, structure or leadership who prevents -- either by direct instruction or interference, or by indirect, subtle or manipulative teachings -- a woman from being her whole and complete self, fulfilling her ultimate calling as a human being, not as a woman. If that makes me subversive, then yeah, I'll wear it with pride.

Here are my tags...I always hesitate to do this because I don't like leaving anyone out, but in this case I will name names because these are some people who inspire me, dream with me, or at least who inexplicably tolerate me:
Cheers!

4.23.2008

Getting With It

A friend wrote today to remind me I hadn't posted since the 19th, and I needed to "get with it" because she "needs something to read". You have to know this friend meant this good-naturedly and humorously. I told her I didn't want to keep posting about grief, and she said "write whatever is on your mind".

Well, I've been around. If you check your stats, you'll see hits from Portland, which means I've been reading, but you'll also notice I haven't been leaving many comments. My brain is on short-circuit right now; pulling together a cohesive comment is a struggle. But your posts have encouraged me, if only to let me know you have or have had struggles but have gotten through them and life went on. You have posted beautiful, intelligent and/or comedic posts, and I thank you for the distraction from my somewhat dimly lit heart and soul.

Monday was a particularly bad day, but my friend Pam came over and listened to me blather into the wee hours of the night, and when I woke Tuesday morning I did feel better. Not to say anything went away, but I felt loved because of her visit and that meant a great deal.

Thing is, I haven't had anything to say, and yet I've had everything to say. I've wanted to give silent shouts many times this week. Last week, as most of you know, some people we know lost a son in a karting accident. KJ was 12 years old, with a future so bright he had to wear shades. No joke. I didn't really learn this until we attended his memorial service last Friday...where time after time people spoke of his unrealized dream, and the real life steps he was taking to get there. One of our sons also races karts, so there have been several levels of processing for us in all this.

This grief was added to some already significantly unsettled issues in our lives, and while the loss certainly overshadows everything else, I can't minimize the other challenges we face. I'm not able to go into details at this point; I wish I was. But the summation of the parts has been a bit overwhelming.

I imagine there is almost nothing like the death of a young person to make us take a hard look at life. I feel as though my eyes have been opened. I don't understand this death, I won't pretend to understand, I won't offer platitudes. The best thing I have is "I don't know." But in honor of a life taken too soon, I am determined to learn something from this. So here goes.

Jesus says to come as little children.

I think in the idea that we are to come as children, we have to think about all the qualities children possess that adults often don't. One is fearlessness. Fear is a learned behavior; children have less of it than adults. We know this. We KNOW this. This is why my dad always said we should learn to swim and ski as children, because it would be so much harder to learn as adults.

Children have huge dreams and little understanding of or need for things which might stand in their way. As children, we all envisioned ourselves to be astronauts or rock stars when we grew up; we had no reservations about our aspirations. We could do anything and we were invincible.

At 12 years old, this young man who died was fairly confident of what his future held. If you had asked him, he likely would have told you, and he was well on his way to accomplishing his dream. Thing is, and something for us to learn as adults, he wasn't afraid to dream big. He wasn't concerned with the things which might hold him back, he just went for it, heart and soul and breath, and he loved every minute of it.

Children aren't afraid to have a huge dream...and this day I'm grieving all the times I let fear prevent me from dreaming.

Something I'm really thinking deeply about, and you can pray for this if you'd like, is community. We (my husband and I) have a vision. I don't know where to go with it...then again, I know exactly where to go and I simply have fear hurdles to get past.

So here I am, dreaming more than ever before, and looking for that thing inside me that is dying to get out. I don't want to let practicalities get in the way, because with Jesus all things are possible. I want to be like a little child and dream big - not big in size or importance, just big to me, in my little reality. Huge, in fact.

4.19.2008

Not to complain or anything...

...but did I miss something? Because last time I checked it was April. In Portland. And it's snowing. I actually heard that my friend Cindi in Fairbanks was having warmer weather this weekend than we are. To give you a picture, it is currently 47F in Fairbanks and it's 35F here. What gives? And no I'm not in the mood for an argument about global warming...I'm speaking rhetorically. And yes, Mike, if you're reading, I'm sure it's worse where you are. ;-)

So anyhow.

We went to the memorial service yesterday. It was beautiful; it was up on the mountain and it was snowing. It was attended by - oh I'm terrible at guessing - I would say at least 250 people, standing room only, many of them kids. I told my husband later that it broke my hearts that so many kids had reason to attend a memorial service. They are far too young to have to do that, other than maybe for a great-grandparent.

When I was a senior in high school and my sister was a freshman, she lost a classmate to a car accident. She had been very close to this boy, and I will never forget the day. I will also never forget the memorial service...so many kids....mostly high-schoolers....and I remember thinking then how sad it was that so many young people had reason to grieve.

I have to say that in many ways I am feeling worse today than before, because before yesterday I knew OF KJ but I didn't KNOW KJ. If that makes any sense. I mean, I still can't say I know him, certainly, but hearing the amazing things which were said yesterday, not just by family, but by everyone I spoke to, I do feel like I know him more. And I'm sorry that we as a family haven't known that family more. I hope to remedy that in the future. But I much more clearly see the loss that people for whom KJ was a regular presence in their lives are experiencing, and I feel such sorrow for that.

Anyhow, I do have a renewed sense of life and of appreciation for my kids today. To treat each day as a gift and as precious. To embrace their passions and let them chase their dreams. KJ was able to pursue that which he was passionate about and gifted for, and his parents unabashedly supported him. They lost him, but they lost him to what he loved, what he lived and breathed and dreamed. There has to be some value in that, somewhere, someday. In many ways I haven't been supportive of my son's kart racing...my husband used to race motorcycles at high speeds, and I learned to fear any kind of racing. We saw such intense injuries in that, so any kind of racing really puts a bad taste in my mouth. It's not that I'm UNsupportive of the karting, I am just not supportive. If that makes any sense. And now I wonder, am I missing a part of my son's life that I don't go to races regularly....I don't know, I'm still pondering that, but since yesterday I'm thinking more about it.

I feel the sadness of a life that had such promise cut so short....and I realize now that this loss entails not only the grieving of his everyday presence, but the grieving of his future. The things he was reaching for which will never be realized, not this side of heaven anyhow. I don't think I, as a mother, truly realized this future grief until KJ's father said to us yesterday "Be sure to tell me about your sons' first kisses." And knowing they won't ever have those normal life moments, the one still to come at this young age.

One thing which was said at the service, I believe by the family's Pastor, was something like this:

"KJ lived a more full life in 12 years than many people do in 60 or more."

And it would seem like that was such a simple comment, however, from everything I heard yesterday it also was so very true.

Just my disjointed thoughts for today.



4.15.2008

Ken "KJ" McKinster



UPDATE: You can now write your thoughts and prayers for the family directly on KJ's website. Comments that have been left on this blog by people who know KJ or his family have been copied there.




TOP LEVEL JUNIOR KART RACER FROM GRESHAM OREGON FATALLY INJURED

Rotax Champion Driver, Ken “KJ” McKinster, went off the track at high speed in last Friday morning’s practice and was unable to avoid cable fencing near the track. He was practicing for the NW Regional Gold Cup race being held in Tri-Cities, Washington.

At only 12 years old, KJ was one of the top drivers on the Northwest circuit. Only three weeks earlier KJ won first place in the Rotax Junior division at the same track. He will be memorialized Friday in a celebration of his life at a youth camp near Mt. Hood in Oregon.

KJ’s grandfather, William Shanor, was at the track, and his mother and father, Jacqueline and Ken, arrived shortly there after. Richland emergency medical technicians responded to the 10 a.m. accident and transported KJ to the Kadlec Medical Center in Richland, but they were not able to revive him due to the extent of the injuries. The injuries were caused by the unforgiving nature and location of the cable fencing.

The Tri-City Kart Club operates the asphalt race track on property owned by the city of Richland at Horn Rapids ORV Park. This was the first serious accident at the track since it opened 20 years ago.

Northwest kart racing officials cancelled the weekend’s event to show respect to the family. “This is a family sport. The kids are the ones we protect the most. You just don't see this happen,” said Bill Hettick of Seattle, the Northwest regional coordinator for the Gold Cup races, as reported in the Tri-City Herald.

KJ was very passionate about racing, and had aspirations of becoming a Formula 1 race car driver. With the support of his parents, and his determination, he was taking the steps necessary to achieve that goal. The McKinster’s, well known for winning in the Northwest, competed in the Rotax National Championships in Colorado last year, and were also competing in the Gatorz Challenge of the Americas in California this year.

KJ was well known, and very well liked not only for his extraordinary talent as a driver but also for his thoughtfulness to others and his positive demeanor. KJ was a real go-getter. He was a straight A student and participated in school wrestling and football. His younger sister, Sierra, adored having KJ baby-sit and read to her.

KJ’s grandfather, William Shanor, said the McKinster’s family has decided to use this tragedy to bring positive changes about safety for kart racing.

On Saturday, the day after KJ is memorialized, members of the Tri-City Kart Club will have a work day at the track to begin installing more safety barriers and making other improvements, said Corey Poynor, club president.

Shanor said he and the boy’s father, Ken McKinster, support the planned track improvements and will work to improve other kart tracks in the U.S. “We want to make it happen for tracks everywhere,” Shanor said

A KJ McKinster Track Safety Memorial Fund has been established for that purpose. Donations to the fund can be made at any branch of Bank of America in the nation. An online donation site is also being set-up at www.kjmckinster.com and will be active soon to accept all major credit cards and PayPal.

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If you would like more information or need higher resolution pictures,
please call Randy Word at (503) 869-4970, or e-mail randy@wordsports.com

Sincerely,
Randy Word, on behalf of the McKinster family

Press release published with permission.


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One of my sons is a go-kart racer, as well, who knows and races with KJ.

KJ's family, especially his father, Ken, has been instrumental in getting us started in the sport and encouraging us to keep at it.

All our love and prayers are with KJ's family at this time. He will be so very missed.

4.14.2008

I'm here

It was a long weekend. Looong.

We had a pool party for one of my sons' birthdays Saturday, for 17 kids...which included a sleepover (for only two, thank goodness).

Today I had dental work....well, only a filling, but if you knew my family, that's not easy. I'm the only one on my family who doesn't take Valium before going...because we are hard to numb and we have sucky teeth. We all go to the same dentist (and have for over 30 years) for precisely this reason. It took 3 huge shots today before the Dentist got me numb in the right place. So now I'm all swollen and sore, from the shots, not the filling. Go figure.

Randy talked this morning to the father of the boy who died on Friday. It was short, of course, but it gave both of us a better barometer of who we can be for them. Talking with him made it very real and we were both quite choked up over it. The family has not been out of my thoughts at all now...day and night they are there. He is so young and had so much promise...I'm sorry I didn't know him more than I did...anyhow the funeral is to be on Friday.

To tell the truth, blogging seems so trivial in light of the fragility of life. I have had so many of your wonderful posts open today, and I just sit and stare and think "what am I doing here?" and can't think of anything to say. I'm sure it's temporary, it's just where I am right now.

I think the thing that drives me craziest about death, especially when it is a child, is this: so often I hear of those who experience such a tragedy and one thing they say is how everyone is so afraid to talk about the child or afraid to speak of them in the present tense. It seems like we think if we just pretend like the person never existed, it will ease the suffering of those who lost him. But I think the opposite is true. He is still their son; he is still REAL.

I have spoken extensively with Pam this weekend, which has been a blessing...even though our level of relationship with the boy who died and his family is different than the loss Pam experienced, it's been helpful to me get some real first hand thoughts and feelings from her.

Anyhow, here I am.

4.11.2008

Please Pray

One of my sons young friends was killed in a freak accident today. I don't want to share any details, to protect the privacy of the family. I just ask that you would please pray. These are just really nice, amazing people. My son and husband know them quite well.

I so grieve for them...this loss...I don't know what to pray right now, I have no words. But God knows what the family needs. Dear God....I just ask any of you who are willing to please say a prayer for them. Thank you. I so appreciate you guys, because I know I can count on you.

Dear-God.net


I was reading on The Cool Hunter today:

Cool Hunter Launches New Site "Dear God" - Spirituality For The New Millennium

From the founder of the cool hunter comes dear-god.net; a startlingly new concept of spirituality where people from all over the planet reveal their innermost hopes and fears in the form of prayers to god.

Dear God is completely non-demonational and the term god is used in the broadest sense – encompassing every religion’s concept of a higher power; be it a Christian god, a Muslim god or simply a fluid idea of universal energy.

In its first week the site has sparked an organic revolution, with people all over the world embracing the opportunity to unburden themselves, to share their hopes and fears with others in an effort create hope, healing, inner peace and clarity.

From the poignant and the heart wrenching to even the light hearted and the humorous, the posts on dear god cover the gamut of human experience, providing a powerfully raw and honest insight into our world today."

Check it out and let me know what you think. FYI, some of the images, stories and confessions there are PG+ .


4.08.2008

What Dreams are Made of

About two weeks ago, my friend Cindy had an opportunity many of us only dream of.
The lay leader of our church has requested input on the future of the church. You know I have thoughts. Many thoughts. Which ones to share and how to do so is what I haven't yet figured out. I've been putting it off for 2 weeks, and now I have to do it. Wish me luck, or better say a quick prayer? I don't want to overwhelm this nice man who is genuinely trying to do what is best for the congregation. But, I'm sure he has no idea where I really stand on much of anything.
Today, she posted her ABSOLUTELY STELLAR RESPONSE.
I think the church-centered christian life (as opposed to a Christ centered christian life) that american protestantism has created in the last few generations is what is killing the church in america. and the new generations see it for what it is- empty activity that does little besides sustain itself for more empty activity. not that nothing good happens in local churches; far from it. but the abiding culture of complacency we've allowed to take over so overshadows the true mission of God's people that we risk losing it all.

we need corporate worship, we need corporate teaching, we need fellowship. But, we also need to get the heck out of the church building and live lives that show we care about somebody in addition to the people we worship with. we must address this corporate addiction to church that we ourselves have created. call it a church intervention, maybe. and if we succeed, the withdrawals will be ugly, angry, and very messy. If we don't succeed, thousands of local churches just like ours will be gone in 20 years or less. I'm not even sure if that isn't what should happen.

that is what i think.

About 18 months after I quit all my ministries, we received an ironic e-mail; it was a survey from our CLB about their operations. I wrote about it HERE. The sheer irony of it all was that our CLB was so big that they were still sending us leadership e-mails 18 months after we had resigned from all our ministries and quit attending church. However, would anyone have listened had I been brave enough to fill out this survey; brave enough tell the truth? I doubt it.

How I would have loved and been honored to be personally asked (rather than be sent a form e-mail as one person on a long list of e-mail addresses in some mailing list) what I thought about how things were going.

But I know I wouldn't have been as eloquent, articulate or sincere as Cindy has been. I'm very excited to see if anything eventually evolves out of what she has shared with her leadership.

I'm so very proud to call her 'friend'.

Yahoo!


It's about damn time!

4.06.2008

Are we there yet, Papa Smurf?


This post is part of Glenn Hager's Revolutionaries Synchroblog. Please see the list of participants at the bottom of this post.

Glenn asks:
"I believe that the church is in the early stages of a dramatic shift, such as it has experienced only a few times in all of church history. Some of you know that I am trying to shape a ministry that would come along side these pioneers and revolutionaries and help them through the transition.

What do these revolutionaries need?"
When Glenn mentioned this to me, my first thought was, "Well, I don't right know."

I ought to know, for I suppose by Glenn's broad definition, I am one. In fact, God spoke to me almost 5 years ago about being a pioneer and how challenging that was going to be. If I remember correctly, God's exact word was "disorienting".

However, I much feel like the explorer who prepares with a passion and energy, to embark on the journey of a lifetime, into the wild...the same explorer who takes one step out of the village, looks to the looming horizon, glances back at the relative comfort and safety of the village, it's ample resources and firm direction, and mutters, "OK, now what?". Or more like, "Have I gone entirely INSANE?" Or even like the child who runs away from home, only to simply walk around the block because it's almost dinnertime.

No one ever said being a pioneer was going to be fun. Oh yes, it's highly romantic, exploring new places, seeing unpolluted sunsets and crystal streams. Going where no one has gone before. That is, until you are pulling splinters out of the soles of your feet, skin peeling from a massive sunburn and completely out of water; waking at the crack of dawn because for sure the sun comes up earlier in the wilderness. In a word, it generally sucks. People don't ask for this, or if they do, they will soon wonder what they were thinking.

Where was I going with this? Oh yeah. I heard something today that reminded me of pioneering spirits. There is this guy, Manu Dibango. You possibly haven't ever heard of him, but I can almost guarantee you have been influenced by him. It is commonly held that he wrote the first disco song, in 1972, titled Soul Makossa. It's good; look it up on iTunes.

OK, well, makossa means "dance" in Manu's native tongue, Cameroonian. Does that mean anything to you? Hm, well there is this one song, where the refrain at the end goes something like this:
"Mama-se, mama-sa, ma-makossa..."
Sound vaguely familiar? Know it?

Have you ever heard Michael Jackson's 1983 hit Wanna Be Startin' Somethin? Aha! There it is.

Now, if you don't know what I'm talking about, that is precisely my point. Pioneering is simply a stepping stone. Few pioneers found exactly what they set out for; often they find something they weren't searching for at all. I'm fairly certain Mr. Dibango didn't set out to invent Disco.

Also, they often don't see the results of their labor for quite some time; sometimes not in their lifetime. And often they don't accomplish anything "big", but rather their efforts build on something someone else did, someone will build on their effort one day, and so on.

Then, to rub salt in a wound, they often don't get credit for what they did accomplish; instead someone steals it, repackages it and makes millions off of it.

But this is how progress happens. What we know always builds on what those who went before us learned. We also benefit from their mistakes, what they learned that doesn't work.

Progress takes time. We didn't learn what we know about the universe in even one thousand years. Knowledge and experience is always in motion, moving forward, making progress. In many cases we will never be "there", because there is no final destination.

I think, in answer to Glenn's question, "What do pioneers need?", I would say something like this:

Pioneers need to be reassured that they don't have to revolutionize the world in a single day; no one expects them to have all the answers or to find all the solutions in any immediate way.

Pioneers need to be reminded that it is not their responsibility to affect change all alone, but only to contribute what they can to the greater wealth of knowledge called humanity.

Pioneers need to know that what they contribute is valuable, even if only a small piece of the puzzle, and it helps shape the future by increasing what we can see of it.

Pioneers need to be protected, because those who prefer the status quo often aim to stop them, to break them down; invalidating their pioneering vision.

Most of all, pioneers need to have a way to network with other pioneers, because when they pool their knowledge and experience, we all get farther, faster.

Small steps, when lined up one after another, bridge long distances.

Over and out.



Please visit my fellow synchrobloggers:

Alan Knox: A Revolutionary? Who? Me?

Barb: My Response

Glenn Hager: Harvey

Jane: Onward Christian Soldier

Jeff Greathouse: So, You Want To Change

Jeff McQuilken: The Great Shift–and My Unwitting Part In It

Jeromy Johnson: A Safe Place To Experiment

Jonathan Brink: Re-Emerging Church

Kathy Escobar: Surviving Spiritual Vertigo

Rainer: A Revolutionary?

4.05.2008

Freedom of Religion?

There recently have been two situations that have caused me to think about the concept of freedom of religion. I want to know what you think.

A few weeks ago, in our area, a 15-month old girl died from untreated pneumonia because her parents belong to a church that practices faith-healing alone, choosing not to seek medical care when ill. This girl is far from the first child of a member of this particular church who has died from an easily treatable medical condition. These parents are now being charged with manslaughter.

Yesterday, law enforcement officials removed at least 137 children from the ranch belonging to followers of Warren Jeffs, the leader of the Fundamentalist Church of the LDS. These children who were removed are believed to be in danger of physical, emotional or sexual abuse. The FLDS church practices arranged marriages, often between girls as young as 12 or 13 to men far older than they are. This church also regularly practices polygamy, and many of these girls are married into families where they might be the 3rd or even 4th wife. Warren Jeffs is now serving a minimum 10-year prison sentence, having been convicted of two counts of accomplice to rape for marrying underage girls to adult men. Just to clarify, the FLDS church is no longer affiliated with the LDS church, and most Mormons DO NOT endorse these practices.

Obviously, we know child abuse certainly isn't limited to those who belong to extremist religions, but that is the context of my question today.

In the most technical sense, freedom of religion does not protect behaviors or activities that are otherwise criminal. However, is there more we should be doing to protect children who are harmed by religious extremists, right here in the United States? Should we, as followers of Christ, be more aggressive in some way towards ending these kinds of practices? Should we be more angry about children who are abused or endangered in the name of God?

I don't specifically know what we CAN do about it, I'm just asking for your thoughts on this subject.

Anyone?


4.03.2008

Fer Shure, Fer Shure

This was in my inbox today...



If you ever watched Fraggle Rock












Or wore a ponytail on the side of your head











Or know the profound meaning of "Wax on, wax off"

















Or wanted to be a Goonie...

















If you ever owned a pair of Jelly shoes

















Or remember walking around with a boombox on your shoulder

















Or still sing "We are the World"

















Or ever owned a Banana clip...

















If you still say "Whatchyou talkin' 'bout, Willis?"




















You are a child of the 80's.


4.01.2008

You Fools!

I love April Fool's on the net. Warning: spoilers ahead. If you'd like to actually be fooled and surprised on the web today, don't read this post. Also, this is not meant to be an all-inclusive list, these are just my favorites. For a comprehensive list, go HERE.



It's a Woot-off! Except...with the same item offered each time...though I did see a bag-o-crap in there...very sneaky!

Google Australia announced GDay, with complicated algorithms allowing us to now search in the future!

Google also announces Virgle! An ambitious joint venture with the Virgin Group to establish a habitable colony on Mars.

GMail has a new feature: Custom Time! Almost as good as being able to Google the future, you now can send e-mails to the PAST!

Palm announces a firmware update for Sprint Centros, enabling GPS capability!

Also, be sure to check out the featured videos on You Tube today. Consider yourself Rickrolled!

The Consumerist has been bought out!

ThinkGeek is selling a Betamax-to-HD-DVD converter.

Mr. T. visits Gizmodo today.

You can have your cake and eat it, too, at Kotaku, where dozens of their April lst posts involve cake in come fashion.

Blogger introduces Google Weblogs beta, where your best posts always shine!

For more of what's happening in the Google-verse today, see this post.

Oh, and lest I forget, Brother Maynard and Robbymac are announcing a joint ministry venture, in Medicine Hat, Alberta. Very subtle. Forgive me if I'm wrong, but did everyone forget it's April 1st? Hehe.