Bullet Moday: The Return of Garbage Guts

Only in Canada...pity.

•Another weekend of church events in Surrey, Langley, Abbotsford. 'Garbage Guts' desired to return to the same Maple Ridge, Fish and Chips established.

•This time he had chips and eight pieces of fish, topping his original seven from weeks ago. I had three pieces of fish and chips.

•Garbage Guts attributes his eating prowess to his speedy Asian metabolism, and years of training.

•Chucky Saint Divine was away at choir practice and so I had to drive 'everywhere' again, but at least I now have a 'Big Wheel' and Mr. GG covers meals. Chuck get off your gas and start driving us around again!

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•Mr. GG complained all weekend long because a cult-like leader is attempting to play his match-maker.

•My friend is solid, well under six feet tall and technically Asian, but is for all intense and purposes a Canadian Anglophone. The cult-leader thinks Mr. GG of course is suited for the female equivalent, originally from say, Hong Kong, Chinese Taipei or the Mainland.

•But, of course, Mr. Fish Guts is radically culturally different, but modern, robotic, lazy intellectual, evangelical thinking, simply matches based on two people of the opposite sex being of similar ethnic origins, similar age and of course, the same level of looks.

The more biblical theological ideas of mutual spiritual, intellectual and physical attraction are usually overlooked, as is much good theology in today's evangelical church.

•This same cult-leader tried the name match-making nonsense with me a few years ago and went down like a Dead Zeppelin...

•The Boss receives four care visits a day. I was away much of the weekend. The kitchen was rearranged again. Inside the glass cabinet there was a jar of herbal teas. I am not certain if that belongs to the Boss from years ago, or if a careworker donated it because my herbal tea ran out weeks ago and I really favour Red Rose. Is my choice of tea being questioned?