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I had this all thought out. I would come on here and write this amazing diatribe about one thing or another, but then I thought about the random "bloggie" [thanks for the tip brooke] that has no idea who I am or what I believe. So then I decided to write a brief history of the religious/philosophical/psychological views of my first quarter century of living.

So I was born overseas into a family that was a firm believer in what you should and shouldn't do. There weren't many gray areas, and I remember Mom having a book that had an awesome cover with He-Man and some other cartoon characters I wasn’t allowed to watch. It was basically a guide on what you should allow your kids to watch hand fed from some Christian Author. So unlike many kids my age, I never grew up with Thundercats, He-Man and She-ra, Gargamel and Poppa Smurf, and some other Hannah-Barbera cartoons. No big deal, life goes on. [that’s what youtube is all about baby].

OK so…we’ve seen that the approach my parents used was more hands on, than hands off. Now on to schooling. I went to a “Christian” school from kindergarten to 8^th grade. It was great for a couple of reasons. The classes were small enough that I got the attention I needed and was enabled to succeed. Also, teachers at the school were barely making any money, and it was obvious [in hindsight] that they were really there because they loved kids. Though you can find a those type of people in any school, Public or Parochial, I think the ratio of teachers who cared to teachers who did not was much greater at the school I went to. I digress.

School taught me how to answer the right way to all the questions. Everything had a Christian background to it. I was only taught evolution as a ridiculous way of thinking. It was like Sunday School every day. So when asked a deep/religious, I can answer most questions with an array of answers that make me sound righteous and intelligent, though I was simply answering a question similar to 1+1=2.

High school was at a public school where I took my religious answers and parlayed them into a visage of someone who was pretty awesome all the time, never had issues, and always had an answer. It was great. Untill College when I realized I was living this huge lie, didn’t have an identity and that the way I was used to making things work, no longer worked. My machine where I dumped everything that happened to me and pressed a button and it came out all fine and dandy, broke.

So now I think I have brought you to a place where you can maybe see I used to subscribe to the school of thought that there were distinct rules of how you lived your life, set answers that are quoted verbatim when asked certain questions, and a time when all that came crashing down.

So then where does that bring me? On my facebook page, under the religious views tab I have listed Crazy?? I think that’s about right. I love God, and I’m trying to do his will. My co-workers wouldn’t label me as religious, and my un-churched friends wouldn’t say I’m a Christian. I’ll explain why I’m pretty stoked about that in greater detail later. Anyway that all was really deep. Now for some fun.