Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Not so evil
I met my friend Crys for coffee and conversation last night. I told her about the possibility of someone, somewhere, doing something that might be sorta a little tiny bit evil.
She seemed to think that it might be me, for some reason, but of course, that might not be the case. Might not be me at all. Could be someone else. Someone else in a different state for gosh sakes. Anyways.
She asked what the transgression might be, and I told her. She said that it wasn't evil at all. Not even the tiniest bit twisted. She said if I, or whoever this could possibly be, told this thing, that folks would just plain laugh. They would think, boy, is that the best you can do? I, or whoever this person is, would be a laughing stock for even thinking that I, or whoever this person is, had done something bad.
Whoa. That's a relief. I mean, whoever this person is, she sure is relieved.
My friend Crys was raised a good Catholic, went to Catholic schools and everything. So she should know about evil, and guilt, and confession and stuff. Right? Being excommunicated doesn't mean anything does it? I mean, she still knows the shit about confession and what's evil and all. So apparently, I'm good to go. I mean whoever it is that might have done some tiny little thing, it wasn't nothin' apparently. And I know that this not-evil person does not want to be laughed at or something like that. So that's it then.
Everything is good. If I had more time and space I'd tell you guys about Owen's arrival. But my blogs get just too long. Don'tchathink?