Oh brother, over at pa(t)he's, some atheist was (predictably) going on about how

atheists know (the Bible) better ...  Yeah, I need to get my eyes checked, so i'll call up the ear doctor.  Seriously, the Scriptures are SO PACKED - which is why (per the Holy Spirit) a 10th-grade educated farm-hand can really know the Word, in numerous ways, not bestowed on most others.  Uh yeah, none of the Scriptures are for private interpretation - yeah, that's written in there.  

What i'm getting at is: i have heard several godly preachers say how they've read such-n-such chapter over and over again, over the years - and bam!  Such-n-such verse ... was like they'd never read it before, but they had.  Yeah, even i know, try explaining that to a Christ-basher - uh, like trying to explain basic arithmetic to a chimpanzee; whaddawastea breath.

Some Christians are interested in the genealogy portions - and use (and check their) excel spreadsheets.  Other Christian's hone in on the battles.  While others focus on the young church.  And still others, will read, and update pencil-drawn maps.  Uh, can ya spell, different parts of the Body of Christ?

Oh yeah, i've no beef whatsoever with stats that claim that atheists are generally more intelligent/educated than for-real Christians.  Uh, didn't the Lord enable (per common grace) that bigger-barn guy with the smarts and the drive to achieve?  He was fixing to retIre, then WHAM ... he's not golfing in Florida.

Continuation from a recent post on another blog. The "mean-girls" over

at a certain red-pill site - where they talk about "game," which is nuthin but mental manipulation - anyway, these guys outdo any self-respecting junior-high mean-girl, any day of the week.  Teenage mean-girls may grow out of it, and eventually grow a heart.  Uh, not so sure about 30 year-old men (for lack of better terms).   Uh, pharoah's heart was already very hard - while Moses was enjoying a quiet shepard's life. 

Anyway, another advantage of being an old "hag" (back at cha, bozos) is, having no sex-drive.  Yeah, i'm all dried up - and that don't break my heart one iota.  i don't want a boyfriend because that's fornication; don't even want even the appearance of that possibly going on.  Yeah, this old hag is a snob - so i've no desire to white-wash that reality in churchianeze.  And i don't want a husband either, because the Bible says a wife is to submit to their husband.  Even if he's a bozo - uh, like most of 'em.  No thanks, glad i'm way past "post wall."

i'm sorry to think this way, but doggoneit, with 2/3rds of the college-debt load being on the backs of women, matches the same 2/3rds of college students are female.  Uh, where the tarnation are the men?  That stat speaks volumes, and those young fellas attended slacker101 somewhere.  Uh, like from dear old daDUH - who threw mom under the bus, and then had the gall to whine when she put in paperwork at the DRO? 

By the way, there's this guy at work, going on about how proud he is of his son.  Horse patties!  If he was for-real, he and the boy's mom would still be MARRIED and sleeping in the same bed.  Wives don't normally decide on some half-cloudy Thursday, they want to be single - it's a years wearing down period.  And guess what, women are fallible humans too - and can only stands so much. 

A few days ago, that same guy was spouting some other rubbish - something about a woman had stopped to chat, and him not wanting to hear about some church picnic...uh, like participating in church fellowship is worthy of being scoffed at.  Oh, fershure, wanted nuthin to do with that jerk, the first time he spouted his stupidity.  His (married) co-worker seems flirtatious...oh, she can have 'em - ugh!

What I'm getting at is, college-age men have adultolescents who sired them.  Many of these cad-dads are in their 50s and some are older. 

i can keep the window AC upstairs on energy saver. We're having a heat wave.

It's been a humid mid 90s for much of the week.  And i've been sleeping upstairs for the past few nights.  Normal summer temps around here are like 85 by day and 65 or 70  by night.  So a fan and a parted curtain does the trick.  When my husband was alive, we'd have all the ceiling fans running.  But those days are gone, i am real careful with things.  Have to be.  Last summer, we ate suppers out somewhere, where the place was air-conditioned.  As i write this, i have a medium skillet of veges sauteing in butter.  Normally, the house doesn't get hot...normally.  With the humidity, it's been like in the 100s.  The kitchen won't get too hotter, veges can saute on low.  Just veges, i had chicken earlier from the deli.

Rhonda cracked a funny before church. Was chit-chatting with her, about the previous day. While at the bank,

there was, basically, a near naked slender 30ish woman - yeah, it's summer, and...?  Anyway, the woman was sporting a wolf tat.  Of ccoouuurrrssse, there has to be a tat.  In recounting this, i stated the obvious:  those tats (may look, but they) ain't cheap.  And what's up with wolves? They're sneaky and nasty.  Had added that i guess she has the money because she doesn't buy clothing.  But still, how do people afford that stuff?  And Rhonda quipped (but i don't think she was joking) that you see them showing up at [HopeHouse] and coming away with bread, cereal, tuna, peas ...

Anyway, outside the bank, that near-naked tatted woman climbs into her nice late-model, air-air-conditioned SUV, turns on the rock-country mus-eech and drives away.  While i, in that poor threadbare cotton maxi-dress (and work-stained slip) get into my old-as-the-moon half-rusted (the ac don't work) car and go my way.

But still, a person can be a KJV only, and be a total WOLF! There are several

sites, promoting wifely submission - one or two written by, and for, women, that just give me the willies.  A smugness thicker than smog in summer.  No compassion for women who could not weather a marriage that really wasn't.

Just read an account recently, where the wife worked, and worked HARD.  What did peewee do?  Oh, here's the shocking answer:  next. to.  nothing.  And that was on a motivated day.  Anyway, the house was next to a shambles.  Things needing maintenance were either started, then left unfinished, or not started at all.  Must have been a time-pit nightmare to keep tidy.

And oh yeah, you red-pill MAGGOTS, it's quite commonplace for women to want to keep things tidy.  But too many peewees refuse to lift a finger in making the home a place that a wife can keep tidy - when she comes home from working full-time.

And, after years of this domestic abuse, YES, abuse, she gets fed up, and gets a "frivorce?"

My other blog gets low traffic, this one gets no traffic - a private place.  Yeah, could set this on "private," but anytime i Google and find an article i want to read, only to happen upon a "private" blog...uhm, then don't put it on the net.

Just listened to a few rather disturbing sermons. Didn't sleep too well last night,

but that's another post.  Now, these sermons are from the King James - the other "Bibles" give me the willies - anyway, the KJV preacher was describing how the wicked provoke, then twist their victim's responses.  Oh yeah, even i have read enough Scripture to know, the Bible is replete with warnings to steer clear of wicked people, because those monstrosities will bring ya down.

Yet, in his sermon, he was going on like we're supposed to non-stop take crap from wickeds, while going about happy-clappy.  Gag me with a ladle!  No wonder people apostasize. 

Yeah, Jesus didn't tell off his persecutors.  Uh, Jesus knew exactly who He was.  We ain't Jesus, not anywhere close!  We're just a buncha screwups - and boy oh boy, i take the prize.

Peeved, because papers seem to get away from me, and i am normally organized and tidy with things.  Yeah, i could ask the Lord's help, but am often too proud to ask Him for things regarding money.  That is sin.  Having been left in somewhat of a lurch...oh well, inhales to be me.  The preacher did however point out how many "husbands" really don't give a flyin' flip about the welfare of their families.  Well golly-gee, no wonder women wax feminatzi.

Plain don't want to ask anyone else for any sort of help.  People will and DO let ya down, and frankly, they can all take their agendas and go eff themselves.

Yeah, women are mouthy, bossy. Hey, it comes with peewees everywhere.

Us women can forgetabout men stepping up and providing security for their wives/widows.  Nope.  That's why we women been forced to grow a pair, head into the workplace, and no holds bar get the executive director jobs.  We have to wear the pants, lest we be caught in raggedy ones come old age.

People are in a snit over the single moms everywhere.  Wanna know why these 30-something women get b*itchy and serve the divorce papers?  Because, after 10-15 years of living with peewee (who can't seem to get his nose away from the brain-draining dirty-sites or get it up) these women see no future.  What women find sexy in a man?  Oh, that's a no-brainer.  Women are turned on by men who aren't afraid of (dare i say???)  w-o-r-k.

And these women see no womanly clothes in the stores either.  Any wonder so many scowled expressions, so much clippy speech - like the gruesome-twosome over at work; one's fat, the skinny one sports tats.  Glad i don't have to work with either one.