Dangerous Business

So, I am going swing dancing in Atlanta on Friday night again. It’s been since before Christmas since I last practiced at all. I hope I don’t make a complete fool of myself. Because I think that this time I am going to try dancing with more than just one or two people. I am going to force myself to walk up to a complete stranger and ask to dance. I think I am going crazy.

I should really see if I can find some good looking clothing before I go though. If I remember right, the last time I went in a polo shirt and khakis. If I can swing it, this time I would like to go in something a little dressier. Be it a blazer, or what have you. Of course the shoes might be a problem, but I’ll have to work on it.

If I was really lucky, I could find a fedora or something before Friday. That ain’t gonna happen though, if I had to guess. I keep thinking about going over to the Faith, Hope, and Love across the street and see if they have anything that would work. Since Lord knows I can’t afford anything right now.

Why does every hobby that I pick have to cost so much? Dancing doesn’t cost much after you get into it… but the start up is kinda pricey… Trying to find nice clothes and slag. Sheesh. Of course the horses were really expensive. Be it money, time, blood, sweat, tears… Yeah, I like expensive things.

Alright, so I gave my cell phone number to a guy at work. That was not a smart idea. He’s the type of guy that is always outgoing and all that slag. He has to be talking to someone at all times, I swear.
So here I am at the lumber counter… he’s outside, probably 200 feet from me, and he calls me to chat. Mmm-hmm.

Alright, so he has been trying to convince me to go to Blue Ridge at 6:30 in the morning to work out with him. Uh… I think I am going to pass. He’s been getting on my nerves about it though. I don’t know what to do.
I am not even working out with my best buds lately, because I need to go to the doctor. That will only put him off for so long. After I go see the doc though, he’ll be on me again. Even though I told him I didn’t want to go up there.

He’s also been trying to convince me to go bowling with him. Or at least come “see how real men bowl”. He’s on a league, so he can bowl pretty good. Of course my average of 90 or whatever, is an embarrassment…
That I might do, but I don’t do that very often either.

Anyway… What else can I talk about?
Rachel is off to college now, so home life is going to be slow again. While she was home between being out west and going to school, the Blizzard’s and I went over to her house and watched a movie. Sarah was there too, so that was pretty cool. We wound up staying up and rough housing till about 1:00 in the morning. We probably would have stayed longer but I didn’t want to get them into trouble.

It’s nice that from what it seems… both Sarah and Rachel get along good with Kyle and Clint. Sarah and Kyle just need to stop being so quiet.
Yeah Kyle, I’m talking about you.

So… here at work, things are getting scarier. Slowing down ever more. Even when things seem to be picking up for a moment or two, you realize they were just faking you out.
They have decided to close the doors on Sundays, as they weren’t doing enough business. They finally listened, I can’t believe it!! There are rumors going around that there’s going to be another layoff in a couple weeks though. A separate rumor that it might be someone that has something to do with paint, which would be either Jeff, Paula, or myself. We’ll see how that goes.

Anyway, I really should get back to work. Now that I have typed over 700 words.
And you read them all. Sucker.

Today at work I had the most interesting conversation with a fellow at work. It was technically a series of conversations, but none-the-less…
We were talking about spiritual warfare, Satan, heaven, and spiritual gifts, pretty much every time we saw each other throughout the day. It was nice to be able to discuss that openly at work, and not have to fear about someone getting onto us about it.
There was another guy who was not a Christian (as far as I know), that was listening and started asking questions too. So, maybe God answered my prayer of being able to be a light to those in my workplace.

We had one of the regional supervisors get in on the conversation too. He argued that there absolutely would not be animals in heaven. I wanted to ask him how exactly he knew, if he had God’s telephone number, or something.

He was going on about how the whole point of heaven was for us to worship God, and that animals can’t worship God, so why would they be there?
I know we will be worshiping God, but… I have a hard time believing that God wouldn’t have things there for our happiness as well. Animals make people happy… why wouldn’t God put his creations of joy for his people, in Heaven?

He also said that I was crazy, because I thought I remembered something about Jesus coming back on a white horse in the end times. He was quite derogatory towards me when I said that. I get the feeling he doesn’t like me.

Anyway… it was still nice, being able to talk about it.

Edit: Aha… Here it is…
“And I saw heaven opened, and behold a white horse; and he that sat upon him was called Faithful and True, and in righteousness he doth judge and make war.” — REVELATION 19:11