Food for thought or a mind fuck as it were?

I had an interesting thought this weekend while discussing Jehovah's Witnesses with my friend and her boyfriend. According to the book of Revelations, 144,000 Christians will be the only ones to make it up to heaven. Only 144,000. My thought was, is it a first come, first served thing until the last slot is filled or does everyone have to wait in an afterlife limbo until the world ends, *everyone* dies, and the lucky souls are hand picked? If it's the former, Christians today are getting fucked up the ass. People who died in the very beginning had a much better chance of getting in than someone now. For all we know, there are 144,000 souls up there already congratulating each other on getting in. Tense thought...kind of like getting into Harvard.

I don't feel like wikipedia-ing to find out the stance on that one. I'll leave you to mull this one over.

Why don't you assholes get together and feed each other?

Wayne and I just realized that we finally got a break. An indirect one, but a break.

Let me preface this by saying that we have absolutely rotten luck. When we lived in the Glebe in a very tired and old building, something was always needing replacing. After maybe 70 years without superficial update they decided to redo the windows and balconies. Go figure all of this went on during my 1 week vacation to unwind and de-stress. I was not pleased. And I could have done a better job...All of Canada's Worst Handyman candidates must have been all on one construction crew.  When I found out I was having twins we realized that "Oh darn, we'll have to move". We considered a larger apartment but came to our senses while the housing market was reasonable.

After a few months, I began to miss my old neighbourhood, the supposed bodega down the street, the view of Dow's Lake, close to Preston St...every now and then we'd drive by hoping to get a glimpse of some of the weirdos who hung out in the front entrance. Oh well...

Today I met one of my sis-in-law's friends (I swear I'm getting to the point) who currently lives in the same building. Apparently this past summer the electricity shut down and the back up generators were dead. This was in the middle of a heat wave. Then the hot water heaters committed suicide so it was nothing but ice cold showers. An optimist would think that would alleviate the lack of electricity but I still say it sucks. I can't imagine how we could have coped if we'd stayed there with the kids.

Anyway we caught a break...all this shit when down AFTER we moved.

The best part? As a thank you to the tenants for all their patience and understanding throughout the clusterfuck, they offered a POTLUCK supper!!! Yes, please come to our party and feed yourselves! Hilarious.

Can't say I'm not open-minded...

My friend at work can cook. Really well. She brings in some of the yummiest stuff. She submitted a dish she had never made before (jambalaya) for an international cuisine luncheon at work today. She asked me to help her carry some stuff to the place where it was held. I brought it over with her and I got a sneak peek at the dishes being served. It was a buffet of food from all over, though there were many many African  and West Asian dishes. Everything looked so good so we decided to split on a ticket. We were looking forward to trying all this exotic food and vowed to at least attempt to get something from every dish, pick away at it and expand our horizons.

Well!

I guess I had good intentions...I tried absolutely everything on my plate and I had at least 10 countries on there...took a bite, put the rest to the side...I think I was relieved when I dug into the jambalaya. Don't get me wrong, I can totally see why some people love "ethnic" food, I do to some extent but it really wasn't for me. But I am glad I tried.

In other news...

I have high hopes for other things on my agenda...I think I need a little luck.