Faith vs Logic

5 Thus saith the Lord; Cursed be the man that trusteth in man, and maketh flesh his arm, and whose heart departeth from the Lord.

6 For he shall be like the heath in the desert, and shall not see when good cometh; but shall inhabit the parched places in the wilderness, in a salt land and not inhabited.

7 Blessed is the man that trusteth in the Lord, and whose hope the Lord is.

Trusting God is a trait that I need to nurture. More so than relying on my logic. I know he works in mysterious ways. I know because I have experienced it. But often times I am weak and default to logic. I must live spiritually.

Posh Nail Lounge

So I checked out this new (new to me)nail place today. The entire time I’m clenching my butt coz I know that bill’s gonna come and it’s gonna be this exorbitant amount of Guap. I get there for my 5:00 pm and they treated me so nicely. Offered me wine, champagne or any non-alcoholic beverage of my choice. I’d tell you I was in seventh heaven but that’d be a lie. I couldn’t unclench my ass for fear of the price which no one mentions and for which I think it’d be in poor taste to ask. So I check their site online. Yet Again, no mention of pricing. Then I Foursquare em in a fit of social media whoring. Still no damn price. I literally held my cheeks together right up to the moment I walk up to the register and the cashier says “that’ll be 67 dollars”. Needless to say I’ve found my new nail salon. For 67$ this man (my nail tech) gave me new feet and new hands with a side of sprite.


The Deep Blue

Last week was my first time fishing. I’m so amped up about it even though I blew chunks all over the deck… well maybe not chunks. But I was sick. We went out on a charter boat at night and didn’t account for the weather. It was extremely choppy that night. I even got hit in the face with a wave. But now I’m even more determined to continue fishing until I gain my sea legs.


And in other news….

I’ve grown old in my fuddy-duddy ways. I spend most of my days working and the remainder, provoking white nationalists and extreme liberals (ANTIFA?)to anger. Yes I have evolved (or devolved maybe) into a URL badman. A couch gangster if you will. In this day and age, people can be so uptight. They opine on everything. Except it’s not so much opining as it is ; forcing their shit down your throat. Wow I just managed to work myself into a tizzy. Good night hooligans!!