Blog with The Jody

Shirley Must Rot

2006-07-01T01:56:00.000-03:00

Hey All,

I've been wanting to post a new blog for weeks now, but I had nothing to talk about. Well, now I do.

I was listening to Howard Stern's radio show last night. George Takei (also known as Mr. Sulu from Star Trek) is his special guest for the week, who is also a gay 69-year-old man. Not that that's an issue. The issue is that Howard had Shirley, an insane promoter for God Hates Fags, on the phone. The idea was to have George and Shirley debate their differences on the issue of same-sex relationships.

Now, for those of you who are not aware of the God Hates Fags posse, just let me tell you a few things. These people will show up at funerals of gay people who have passed away, and protest their beliefs in front of grieving family members and friends. Are they nice about it? No. They bring their signs, which most of them say, of course, "God Hates Fags," or "You're Going to Hell" and "Fags Die, God Laughs." Yeah, pretty wacky, eh? If you think that's bad, it gets worse. These people actually believe God purposely created 9/11, Hurricane Katrina and killed soldiers because God was punishing America for same-sex behaviour. They believe the Pope is in hell, that priests rape boys and believe the term "God loves Everyone" is the greatest lie ever told.

As for George and Shirley, she couldn't understand why a 69-year-old man could be gay. "Why would you come out at such an old age to admit your filthy lifestyle to God?" asked Shirley. She also informed George that "God will one day look you in the eye and dropkick your sorry behind to hell.” Wow. Will she really get into Heaven?

I guess they're trying to make people believe that God is as hateful and resentful as they are, and that God appreciates what they do for Him. What Bible(s) were they reading? And why are they attacking the Pope and clergymen? Perhaps it's because they believe otherwise and feel the Bible's message is something other than the interpretations of Shirley and her people.

Shirley and your congregation -- if anyone is going to hell, it will be all of you.

If you care to browse their dispicable website, go to www.godhatesfags.com. See for yourself.

Long Time, No Post

2006-04-24T23:15:00.000-03:00

Hey, now! Guess who's back... back again... Jody's back. It's been 4 months since I've posted anything, though I'm sure nobody has missed me. Darcy seems to write all of the interesting things like Captain Picard, Brokeback Mountain (he cried twice during that movie) and our new apartment! Oh, yes, the apartment! We signed the one-year lease last week but it's not available until September. Looks like Darcy's stuck with his mommy for another 4 months. Bah-ha-ha-ha! He's sorting DVD's at the moment. I'm listening to my new CD, the Yeah Yeah Yeahs. Yeah. I also bought Stabilo's new CD as well as Jack Johnson and Friends for the Curious George movie.

I really have nothing more to write, which is probably why I post so very little. Well, toodles! See you in another 4 (or more) months.

Blog # 2; An Attempt for # 2

2005-12-18T11:49:00.000-04:00

It's been what, almost 2 weeks since I wrote my first entry? So, now, I think it's time to write my second entry while I'm in the mood; or else this would never happen. I'm going to write about myself; what I've done with my life, what I'm now doing in my life and who's involved with me in this life of mine. Here I go...

My name is Jody, I'm 18 (for another 4 months, then the legal 19). I live in Saint John, New Brunswick, Canada... for those of you non-Canadians who don't know geography too well. I've just recently graduated from Saint John High School (with honours, I might add) in late June. During high school, I worked at a bingo hall on the weekends, which is actually more fun than it sounds. Really. I had always told myself that I would be taking time off before continuing on with school and that's exactly what I'm doing. So, after graduating, I moved to Moncton with a cousin of mine, Rachel. The plan was to live there for at least a year, then I would be moving to Fredericton with Darcy -- I'll tell you about him later. Well, turns out that I actually hate Moncton and I didn't last too long there. For me, a city must be attractive in order for me to live there and I found that Moncton looked too industrial, not to mention that their uptown was like one street, Main Street. I also couldn't find a job because there were a lot of summer students working and they weren't hiring until August, September; I had bills to pay and being jobless just wouldn't cut it. Altogether, Moncton was a miserable place to live and I had to get out. I moved back home not even a month later. Rachel didn't appreciate that too much, either. She never wants to see, nor speak with me ever again. When I told her, I expected her reaction to be something other than what it was. You know, like "Oh, don't leave... I'll miss you. Just stick it out a while longer and if you still don't like it, then you can leave." When really, it was nothing like that. It was all about her and the money and especially her bad credit. I had no credit, which is good credit, so I was her way to a phone, cable and hydro. Bitch. Anyway, I got out of there and went back home.

I'm now working at Directors' Choice, which is an answering service for approximately 3000 funeral homes across Canada and the United States. We also answer for VFW Seminar Program, Dignity Memorial and the National Cremation Society. I won't get into explaining those. A lot of people misunderstand with what I do; they think there are dead bodies lying around, which is not the case. When these funeral homes close for the day, they forward their lines over to us and we take their calls. So if you can imagine what kind of calls funeral homes take, then they're the type of calls that I take. I'll give you a small list: death calls, ashes, death certificates, clergy, pre-arrangements, ongoing arrangements, coroner calls, sales, bill inquiries, personal calls, etc. We're also required to do an internship at a funeral home, which I'm in the process of doing. I've already been to an orientation, which was a tour of Fundy Funeral Home, the crematorium and cemetery, a description of pre-need and at-need and so forth. Now I'm required to do two visitations, two church services and two chapel services. I've already done one visitation so far. And that is what I do for work. And from watching all five seasons of Six Feet Under and doing what I do, I've now decided that in the near future, I will be going to Mortuary School in Kentville, Nova Scotia along with Darcy. I'm excited.

Now, about Darcy. He's my boyfriend of almost 7 months (will be 7 months on the 23rd of December), and he lives in Fredericton. We met on Hot or Not... yes, that's right, on Hot or Not. We began talking in early April of 2005, but our official meeting was on May 23rd. We're extremely happy together and even though we're both young (he's 23) and freshly into the relationship, we're settled into a happy and everlasting relationship, or so I hope. I'm with him right now, actually. He's lying down taking a nap after being up all night for an annual get-together with some old friends of his. He looks very sweet and relaxed, which makes me love him even more. =)

The end.

Blog # 1; The Beginning

2005-12-07T20:38:00.000-04:00

For certain truth, no man has known it,
Nor will he know it; neither of the gods,
Nor yet of all the things of which I speak.
And even if by chance he were to utter
The perfect truth, he would himself not know it.
For all is but a woven web of guesses.

-Xenophanes

This is my first post on my very new blog. I thought a good way to start was to post something that involved very little thinking and more copying and pasting. But it's not just something I found... I came across it last year in Theory of Knowledge class, which I've kept with me ever since. This philosophical passage actually means something to me; I'm more or less saying that I agree with it.