Reflecting

Amusing development. "Who dat!" Sort of like that querulous gesture a dog makes.

Went to the park after church. The Bible study was upon 1 John. Whom is of the devil; whom is of God. Things the world laughs at. Hence "Do not be surprised, brethren, if the world hates you." I certainly am not. But I don't feel the hatred so much as am sensitive to being laughed at. And where to draw the lines. Like going to the pubs. Very much evident that Satan dwells in them, but you could say that about anywhere - depending on where one draws a line. In the past, I might have gone to one to watch football with the yobs. The erstwhile boycott is convenient, as is the poor season the Cardinals are having, not to mention the NY Football Giants.

And that's it! The lines have moved. So many cherished memories of watching football with my Dad. Such was the nature of our bond, more or less. It just can't be duplicated and I've ever been nothing but disappointed with any sort of camaraderie offered in the pubs. So, I don't feel the need to go. There was merely the affection I felt for a bartender at a local venue had me frequenting, and that the result of going to watch baseball and a sense of... camaraderie - which got stressed and convoluted. No need for that. Well, I was cognizant of a line drawn having told her the relationship was strictly business, but that business is of the devil and the more I found out about her the more I wanted to pull her out of it. Vulgarians! I crossed a line. I got involved in a quagmire.
Guess I regress to think of her insofar as the pub is having a Christmas party and I thought to give her a gift while definitely avoiding the bottomless pit. I just went through processing a couple of old images for such a presentation but I don't know that I should. No hard feelings? Well, I do feel angry that my life has had to include associating with the vulgarians. But she gets off on it so there's nothing to be said or done. I think I'll just drop the pictures off and leave it at that. Just a bit of sentiment.

It was good to see the birds yesterday. I don't care to have a woman to drink with, but a walk in the park? That would be good. "Good luck, pal." I'd never seen a cormorant in Phoenix. It really was a thrill. Yes, we are of God and the yobs can go to the devil.

Update: changed mind; stay away from them.

Bad influences and indifference. Remember.