Browsing ktravula – a travelogue! blog archives for the day Sunday, June 27th, 2010.

Walking on Water

It’s the second resurection of Christ. Before the world ends he wants to take in some fishing. So he gets his friend Moses and they head up to the Cougar Lake to fish. They are about to rent a canoe when Moses says:
“Jesus, can’t you still walk on water? Why not just walk out there?” So Jesus takes his reel and tackle and steps onto the lake….and falls knee deep in water.

Moses says, “Well….maybe you need a head start or something, why not go to the end of the dock and try.”

So Jesus takes his reel and tackle and steps off the end of the dock and falls up to his waist.

Moses says, ” Well why not rent the boat, go out to the center of the lake and try there.”

So they rent the boat and go to the middle of the lake, Jesus is about to step off and try again when…

Moses says, “Wait. Just to be safe, why not get yourself into the state of mind you were in the first time you did it.”

So Jesus sets down, meditates for a few minutes, and finally he’s all psyched up, and steps out of the canoe…. ..and precedes to drown. So Moses does the water parting thing, and pulls Jesus up into the boat.
Jesus is just beating himself up over this. He just doesn’t see what’s going wrong here. Moses just stares down at the bottom of the boat.

Suddenly, Moses says, “I got it! I know what’s wrong! Did you have those holes in your feet last time?!?!”
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Culled

Is it still a travelogue?

Anwuli Ojogwu has asked me if this blog will remain a travelogue “now that you’re back.”

It is a question the answer to which I’ve resolved since a few weeks before I got on the plane heading back home. Yes, the blog is tagged “a travelogue”, and yes, so it will remain, and the contents will remain what they’ve always been: my observations on the world around me wherever I go. It has never really been strictly about travelling anyway, but about my interests, views, observations, progress, ups and downs, friends, and the way my life seems mixed up in the American (and world) experience warts and all. It will remain so.

In this spirit of the beautiful game, check out this World Cup of Fiction.