Bullet Thursday: 'Toqueless'

Recently

•A good friend told me an acquaintance friend opined I should date in my own 'league'. My friend wisely denied the legitimate existence of that type of league. It is fiction often philosophically accepted as fact.

•But if we are going to 'talk' league fiction. Well, you know it is difficult to find a female built like a kingpin that has embedded a theodicy within a European, British, PhD. Not the league meant? Oh, I see, as usual within the evangelical church what is meant is this league: A potential romantic connection just comes down to be some kind of basic agreement on Christianity (Both like missions, for example), equality of looks and age. Character is secondary. That reads more secular than biblical. This view should not be confused with mutual spiritual, intellectual, romantic, attraction in the triune God and in Jesus Christ.

Today

•By God's grace, my Reformed theology has me stating that I am finite and sinful. The finite very much demonstrated today.

•The snow in the recent photo has cleared, but it is still quite cold for this area at 2 degrees, Celsius today.

•In conjunction with my purchase of new clothes for work and another closet reformat, I decided to clean up my clothing cabinet drawers in the sunroom which has older (non-public clothes).

•The enclosed sunroom is a former outdoor deck that was (foolishly) not insulated by a previous owner. In the summer we have a 'tanning booth' and in the winter we have a 'back-up refrigerator'. I keep Perrier cans there sometimes in the winter.

•Today, I decided I should look for my blue winter gloves and a toque. The toque story is a sad story of my finitude. A few years ago, my friendly neighbour, Walter Thomas Franklin was nice enough to give me his virtually worn once, blue toque (toque1), because he had another. I then misplaced it over the years and replaced it with a new white toque with red and black trim (toque2), sort of Christmas like. Today, as I searched I realized now that the replacement toque was now the replacement, misplacement toque, which left me 'toqueless'.

•I also could not find my blue winter gloves. My guess is that when I moved them from where they used to be in the loft (visible), I placed them in a 'special place' and not in the old clothing drawer. I now do not know where the 'special place' is...I mentioned I was finite.

•Toqueless, I decided I needed to empty my old clothing cabinet drawers. I quickly found a winter (men's!) scarf given to me by Documentary Man, years ago. I soon, 'amazingly' found the blue toque (toque1) which has been 'missing' for years, in another box. I then emptied the drawers and searched the top of the cabinet where I had placed clothing. I reasoned I may have placed my gloves there at some point. I glanced behind the cabinet and noticed between the wall and the cabinet, on the floor, very soiled was the white, red and black toque (toque2). I felt finite and stupid, to be honest, toque2 must have been pushed off by my older shirts. But I cannot really blame them because they do not move by themselves.

•Two washes later and toque2 looks brand new and thanks to good toque tech, it came out of the washer barely wet.

•For the first time in 'Satire Und Theology, history' I have two toques in my possession. Prayers appreciated finding my blue winter gloves. If I find them I will post in comments.