One of THOSE People

CL reminded me the other day that I haven't updated my blog in a while. He said (as I remember it): "You never update that thing. You're turning into one of those people."

He's right, of course. I haven't updated in a few weeks (especially if you don't count gratuitous Youtube content). And I don't have an excuse. It's not that I've been getting a tremendous amount of reading done (you'll notice the book list hasn't changed in a few weeks), or that I've been terribly overworked at church (on the contrary, I feel like I haven't as productive as I'd like the last few weeks), or that I've been spending two hours a day on the bike (let's not talk about that). Again, no excuses. I'm just one of those people.

I was thinking about that today--about how I've become one of "those people" that I said I'd never be. It's been on my mind for at least a good five minutes now because I've come to realize that it's happening in other areas of my life other places too. Proof? Twice a day I go out the door with a dog and a plastic bag. Oh, the indignity of it all. But let's not talk about that either.

Better proof is the fact that I've spent too much time the last few days investigating cell phone plans. That's right. A cell phone. It looks I'll soon be stepping into the year 2001. And then I'll be one of those people going 47 mph in a 65 mph zone, swerving erratically in between lanes, talking at a ridiculous volumes in restaurants about the rash I've got under my arms, or calling my wife every three minutes from the grocery store so that she can tell me what kind of apples to buy, then what grade of ground beef, then what flavor of cheese?

Sheesh. What's next? I'll cry when Sanjya finally gets voted off American Idol?

Well, at least I'm not the only one going downhill. Jill discovered ebay the other night. But more on that another time.