I have been called many things…some of them true.
I am called Bill (True).
I am called Dad (Very true).
I have been called Pastor Bill (True again).
I have been called Cycleguy (Also True).
I have been called other names…both true and not so true.
Loser. (Picture “L” sign on forehead)
Strange. (That comes time to time from the same ones who call me “Dad” while rolling their eyes) 🙂
Different. (Picture people who don’t know me very well and can’t quite pigeon-hole me)
I know I am not any of those. Unless, of course, someone is joking with me, then I let it slide. (Hint hint daughters of mine) But now I am considered Weird. No comment from the Peanut Gallery please. Then again, once I am done with this post you may concur. Just remember though: it takes one to know one. 🙂
Why am I considered weird? Let me ask you a question first: does anyone NOT know what happens this Sunday? Do I need to give a football hint? Do I need to give a $4 million per 30 second commercial hint? (Can you imagine what could be done with that money so frivolously thrown away on eye candy and outrageous attempts to get our attention?) Do I need to give a “this will be the most watched show all year” hint?
Now you see why I am considered weird. Not because I don’t know what is happening this Sunday, but BECAUSE I DON’T CARE! Yeah, I may be the only male in the country who just doesn’t give one rip about what is touted as THE game. It has been years since I watched a football game, even the SB. Not even when the Steelers were playing (I grew up in PGH). I have had a not-so-comfortable feeling with football for years, and the SB in particular, but I am really struggling to keep an even keel this year. Please don’t get me wrong. I have friends who love the game. I have pastor friends who will sit down to watch it. I know churches will change their whole Sunday night program (if they have them) to accommodate the SB. To each his own.
But at the same time I have enough trouble with my thoughts that I don’t need any help. I see a tremendous problem with our priorities when we become obsessed with a game. It is almost like the world stops you know?
My Sunday afternoon will be spent at the office getting ready for Monday. Then I will come home and watch a movie with if Jo she wants to. If not I will go into my ManCave, pop in a DVD, work on my jigsaw puzzle, probably eat some chips and ice cream along the way, go to bed at a decent hour and wake up at 4:00 refreshed.
Yeah, guess I am weird. 🙂 Do you have any plans for Sunday?