Fashion Statement

Point of information: this blog about fashion does not contain pictures. I realize the affect is drastically reduced, but our technical department (Lauren) is out of town. Upon her return, we will attempt to enhance the blog with a visual.

You may have heard of my plaid pants, or even my hidden desire to see capes return to style, but today the subject is directed into a more plausible mainstream fad that has now hit the west coast. You can be the first mid-westerner to be as fashion forward as your friendly P-Blake neighbors. Introducing ...

Job's Robes!

You may be thinking bath robes. Nope. We're talking about real robes, as all the nations of the earth can trace their ancestry back to robes, even similar to the kind they wore in the 70's. Although we may have missed the window since trends are now imitating the 80's, it's really not that far-fetched. Think techno music with young people in hippie clothes - or robes. We need to jump on this opportunity, or else the next trend will be a bad re-make of grunge from the 90's whereby people are wearing skimpy clothes patterned after Nirvana. (Note: if said prediction happens about imitating Nirvana, this could lead us into a perilous season of reliving the year 2000 whereby we buy silver cars and wear silver jump suits similar to aliens from outer space since we're entering a new millenium.)

While plaid pants will remain on the golf course and capes at costume stores, don't be surprised when your neighbor who is tired of hyper-individualism and western culture goes near-eastern on you. Hollywood may even re-make the Ten Commandments movie to sell action figures to kids with this robes theme. Why will this go mainstream into things like movies? Because the humanists cannot reject anything, thus it will be accepted as a further expression of one's individualism. The New Age-ers won't reject your new fashion statement either since they will be attempting to decipher what type of energy you have. It will be far out to say the least.

Let's break this down a bit. Your neighbor is tiring of the intellecual and spiritual limitations of humanism and hyper-individualism, seeking out either New Age (eastern religions) or ancient religions (paganism, Catholicism, Judaism, Orthodox Christianity, etc.). In attempting to find meaning to life beyond the present, history begins to matter and world religions begin to become interesting. While frustrations remain with hyper-individualism as an idea, it is not as if we easily shift out of that with our actions. Thus, it logically concludes that people would wear robes as an expression of their hyper-individualism to express their frustrations of said philosophy. Oh yes, robes. It's the peak of tolerance in the midst of insanity.

For example, a young Gentile studying Judaism may begin to wear Orthodox Jewish clothes. Robes could easily be the style of choice for those studying Catholicism. In discussing this analogy with the immortal David Ham, he keenly noted: "It seems to parallel perfectly." Has there ever been a more forceful and persuasive case made by such a respected expert on sociology? He recently shaved his long beard, possibly in anticipation of this mega-trend, allowing him to re-grow it with a more distinguished point at the tip.

If the movies now portray mysticism, science-fiction, aliens, and neo-sorcery as the ideal over and against the greedy materialists of our day, then in an act of social defiance ... robes will be available soon at a Target near you. The irony is that it's hyper-individualism at its peak ... a constant state of confusion in attempting to blend flawed systems.

Those of a Biblical expression may find that it identifies them with their spiritual ancestors - or even as not of this world. What better way than to let your parents know you have abandoned the traditional American approach to life than by showing up this Thanksgiving in your new robe ... conversation starter?

With a down economy, you may not have the money to buy new clothes each time your wasteline changes. Solution: our classic robe is one size fits all and grows/shrinks with your seasonal fluctuations including mom's maternity needs. Stylish belts to choose from fit your classic robe or our customized robes that reflect historical and cultural patterns for a more authentic expression of your journey. If you are in need of an undergarment, we encourage the partner accessory entitled "Skidz for Kidz" which are brown ... thus disguising any streaks due to infrequent washing, thus preserving the environment and money.

So if you are looking for a green, economical, trendy solution to your identity crisis ... visit our web site at Job'sRobes.com ... and make that statement.

Blank Piece of Paper

I know, I know. Welcome to the 2010 blog world, self. It really has been over 10 months since the last post. It's partially been a lack of comedic material, along with staring at a blank screen when trying to write something about Zeke or Wyatt. Each month kept whizzing by with nothing to offer in either realm. Moments of joy are here, with Hadassah being a big one, people getting baptized in the Holy Spirit, Anderson's wedding, Tikkun folks, and other times for sure ... but you know. It's just been a hard season.

So fast forward a year and there are a lot of new KL folks blogging. Shout out! Special thanks to Big Cass in particular to calling me out that it's been too long avoiding the blog world. So here we go - this is all I've got right now ...

If Lebron James wasn't a free agent, then would the media have space to address the war build-up in Iran?

If the US dollar tanks, the only country/organization big enough to bail us out of our debt/currency dilemma is the International Monetary Fund (IMF) - leaving us slaves to the UN/one world government folks.

I miss Wyatt's soft skin, and of course cheeks. But most - I miss his friendship with Harrison and Noah. I really don't understand why they don't get to grow up together.

I'm excited about playing some soccer - feeling lethargic lately and needing the exercise. Plus at 36 it's a wild card as to how many seasons I have left in me. Anywhere from 1 to 20? Golf realistically needs to wait out soccer's run - that isn't over yet.

Feeling a bit older lately. It's as if I had a decade birthday like 30 or 40, but obviously I didn't. Lauren keeps pointing out that I have more gray hair this year, but for me it's more of a feeling on the inside. From what I can tell, being here on earth while Wyatt is in heaven seems to be making me think more about time, so that's probably the biggest factor. Having a limp from something like that brings maturity and aging, so I guess it's good.

Been enjoying kissing little Cass on the cheeks lately. Man, she's so squishy! She seems to have warmed up to me (and others?) a lot now.

I seem to be thinking in terms of months now instead of weeks. Meaning, "Boy June went by fast." It used to be that I had that thought after a week. But now the weeks are so fast that I don't even think about it until the month.

Feeling more teacher lately instead of prophet (personality gifts from Romans 12), so maybe the CS, double introvert, lower energy part of me is kicking in.

Looking forward to Harrison turning 13. Our "man-talks" are pretty fun. It reminds me of a Juster comment that wonder is why kids are so fun to be around. They are in wonder of all the new things they encounter. So being on this journey with the Lord and KL folks is keeping my wonder meter ticking, but seeing little H-man's wonder meter go berzerk is pretty fun too.