Stuff, just stuff

[earthbelow]

As my father's church has no floor (the church itself is 170ish years old, but the floor was done in the 1920's and was nasty/rotten/no good) and is under construction, church was done at someone's vacation house on the river. A guy named Pepper. Who - poor guy - fell off the porch in his chair, hit his head on a tree, and proceded to scare the life out of all of us because Pepper already had stitches on his knee from landing on a nail while working on the church.

Whenever I go to my dad's church, everyone is very happy to see me and very nice, but I have NO idea who they are. Seriously. People come up and hug me, and I just hug back and they ask me the usual "what year are you/what's your major/where's your sister?" type questions.

But I like the church. It's small (no, seriously. Small. 40 people on the BEST of day, maybe a good solid 50 at Christmas and Easter with guests), and does not give me the "Look At How Rich We Are In the Name of Jay-sus!" feel. Or a "Six Flags Over God" feel to it. I swear - seriously, in the next twenty years, very big Protestant churches down here are going to start having movie theatres and rides and all sorts of accoutrements which have very little to do with loving your fellow man.

To quote Fred, He's lost the mission, bro.

You know what would make me really impressed with a church? I mean *really*?

Support of Gay Marriage. Seriously. If a church down here said that (and was brave enough to, 'cause down here, EEP!) I would very, very, very seriously think about joining that church and going EVERY single sunday.

(Side note: tptigger mentioned her temple is more supportive of gay marriage than interfaith. Apparently, you really *do* need to find a nice Jewish boy - even if you yourself happen to be a nice Jewish boy.)

Because that, more than any building, fancy gym, activity/family life center, parking, or dazzling theatrics during the service (yes, special affects! See our fancy stage lighting and smoke as our carefully selected choir of attractive, well dressed people put on a Broadway Musical about JAY-SUS CHRYST yur savior!)

Also? Power point in church? Not doing a lot for my spiritual development.

So yay for small church at the river with jetskis and lemon icebox pie and people who I don't know but know me and think I'm peachy and hug me randomly.



Met tptigger in St. Louis on Saturday.

SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Verily it was squeeful and we semi-conference called Wendy from the TGI Friday's there and managed to frighten her just a little.

Some evil fic resulted. Mostly just discussions and lo, I did *not* convert Tigger unto the slash. Too bad. Because Tigger would just be such a great *get* for the Dark Side. Also, I think I would've earned Wendy's undying admiration, respect, awe, and possibly been nominated for diety-hood if I'd been able to do that.

We talked for a long, long while. Felt bad for Tigger 'cause her stomach kept acting up. And mind kinda did a couple of hours after we left Fridays and were on the bus, which makes me wonder if there was something in the food/drink. Not food poisoning, 'cause that takes 12-24 hours to kick in with the ungoodness, but maybe something in the food we're both sensitive to.

We squeed like fangirls, 'cause we're fangirls. And we talked over the Jossverse, Firefly, PR in various incarnations, fic, List Birthday fic, and how we're both writing the same fic from completely different angles, and of course - how we just can't forgive Davis/Panzer for that pretend episode where Richie died.

It was fun, and yay for finally getting to meet a list member. I'm thinking that next I need to meet ladyslvr or arpiana or latimer84. We need to hold a TPcon or something. Tigger had the right idea. Reserve a block of hotel rooms and converge and squee.

I'd love to some day go to a fannish convention. Especially one where a person I really liked was going to be showing up. There should be Jossverse cons, where Angel, Buffy, and Firefly fans can all get together and celebrate the squee that is Joss.

Okay, now I've wandered so far past the fannish borders of this journal, it's not funny. Suffice it to say, Tigger was loads of fun and I hate we didn't have longer.

- Meg

Comments

[listentothis42.livejournal.com]

"Apparently, you really *do* need to find a nice Jewish boy - even if you yourself happen to be a nice Jewish boy."

that made me laugh so hard!

[thousandpages.livejournal.com]

I live to amuse!

[tptigger.livejournal.com]

Actually, the temple is supportive of both. It's the rabbis they were trying to hire who didn't want to marry interfaith couples. No problems with two guys though, as long as they're Jewish. :)

The irony? I had kaopectate in my purse the whole time and just thought I didn't! :(

And again, Comicon tends to have plenty o' the Jossverse guests. Including Joss himself this year, who was spotted a Potter party around Midnight. :)

[thousandpages.livejournal.com]

Ah. I must've misunderstood. Sorry for the misquote!

And I swear, getting to see Joss himself would be the best. One day, I'm really gonna do it. I'm going to invest in a convention, make plans, and go.

I owe it to myself after years of fangirling.

- Meg