September 01, 2008

Labor Day...

Like many people I did things today like go to the store, eat lunch out, and basically not much more. Which gave me a lot of time to reflect on things.

Like internet chat. Its kind of boring. It was fun when I first did it 10 years ago, but now seems so blah blah blah. Voice chat...like talking on the phone, only through a webcam microphone set up...sounds like a snooze to me. Let me be clear here, its not that I don't like people, but spending hours online chatting is about like spending hours on the telephone to me, an experience I can do without. No, instead I will waste countless hours alone working on this friggin blog that is now visited by a whopping 6 people a week...and i am not sure about that either, but thats what my hit map program says...

Some of my readers, when I had any, seemed to like some of my fictional work. Others probably hated it, as juvenile or untalented. Whatever.

If God had a name, what would it be
And would you call it to his face
If you were faced with him in all his glory
What would you ask if you had just one question

And yeah yeah

God is great

yeah yeah God is good
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

What if God was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home

If God had a face what would it look like
And would you want to see
If seeing meant that you would have to believe
In things like heaven and in jesus and the saints and all the prophets

And yeah yeah God is great yeah yeah God is good
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

What if God was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home
He's trying to make his way home
Back up to heaven all alone
Nobody calling on the phone
Except for the pope maybe in rome

And yeah yeah God is great yeah yeah God is good
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

What if god was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home
Just trying to make his way home
Like a holy rolling stone
Back up to heaven all alone
Just trying to make his way home
Nobody calling on the phone
Except for the pope maybe in rome