9.03.2002

What is this blogodex thing and how do I get one? I submitted my site to the blogodex project at MIT, but a blogodex seems to be something more. As soon as I figure it out I'll post more links.
The question I have is why does anyone care that I have a blog? My friends certainly don't, my family does but mainly because they are my family. If my family didn't care then I would really be up a tree. I am a semi-talented writer and possess a decent sense of humor but so does nearly every other blog author whose blog I have visited! Every blog seems to be owned by an aspiring writer with rapier sharp wit, engaging personality quirks, and actual entertaining lives. Do you know what I did in the last three months? I rediscovered the joy of television! I watched every minute of Road Rules: Chicago (in one day!) and watched the better part of an entire season of Buffy! While these people were busy meeting the movers and shakers of the world, loving, living, and learning I was watching Trading Spaces every day! What can I do to make this blog unique?
I could make this blog a repository for gossip about my church. The problem is that most of the really shocking things have already happened and I no longer speak to the gossipers very often. I could tell you I was once busted for skinny dipping with some friends at an apartment pool late one night by the pastor of the church who then told my mom. I could tell you that a young girl in the church had sexual intercourse with somebody she met on the job, got pregnant and married the young man, and both attend the church today. I could tell you about how a deacon in the church who has eight children commited adultery with a woman in the church and the woman had a little boy, divorced her husband, and left the church. I could tell you that the deacon now teaches sunday school again in the church. That an assistant pastor (whom the pastor has referred to as a wolf from the pulpit) and took a family in the church with him. That the father in that family had commited adultery (several times), started drinking, and attended strip clubs with a young man in the church. That a group of young men in the church (me included) once left church visitation to go to a nudie bar. I could tell you that the pastor once protected a man in the church from prosecution for molesting his step-daughter. That the man did it repeatedly and that his sons picked up on his behavior before the step-daughter reported him for doing it again. That the same girl married a young man in the church, then cheated on him with his friends, and at one point slept with so many diferent men at once that the child she conceived could easily have been fathered by any one of them. I could tell you that they aborted the baby. That the young man she married cheated on her too with a girl he had been expelled from the christian school for french kissing in a car when he should have been at work. That he decided that for the amount of trouble he was in he should have slept with her after all like she wanted to. That he did later after convincing her that he loved her and would marry her. That he took her virginity and innocence with his charm and good looks. That he did it to several other girls too. I could tell you that his wife was the first woman who turned the tables on him. That upon hearing that she was seen speaking to an old flame that he attempted suicide aboard a Navy carrier and was disharged from the Navy. That they have a beautiful baby girl with the same name as public high school girl who once attended the church. That the high school girl was a minor and had sex with a young man in the church who is older than I am. That the young man she had sex with so shamed his parents that they had to leave the church. That he once called the church claiming to be John Stossel from ABC investigating the church on charges of child molestation. I could tell you that a young man was so frustrated in the pursuit of a young woman by her uncle that he eloped with her. That he took her right off the church parking lot no more than 20 minutes before church. I could tell you that one of my brother's best friends growing up once sexually molested his sleeping female cousin. I could tell you that a good friend of mine went to Bible school in Florida and was arrested for selling drugs on the church parking lot. I could tell you that he married a girl in our church and has a son and another on the way. I could tell you that the preacher distrusts and maybe even hates and fears him. That as the price of not making my life a living hell while I remained in the church he required me to no longer speak to him or the rest of the people associated with him. I could tell you that he offered one of my friends financial help for doing the same. I could tell you that I gleaned most of my information from the pastor's sermons in which he named no names (just as I name no names here) but described the situations in enough detail that anybody who was reasonably aware of what was going on in the church can do what I have done. I could tell you that the pastor loves his church dearly and would die for them. I could tell you that my church is respected nation wide by churches of its ilk.
I could tell you a lot of things but I don't know if I will.

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