Archive for category: Simply Silly

   They’ve been threatening to do this for years. You always expect visitors on Easter Sunday, of course, but…this? Yes, good ol’ Lonnie, victim of old ladies on oxygen in wheel chairs, bravely stood outside the Phoenix Reformed Baptist Church, preaching to the…shrubberies. He only showed up right before service started, so most folks were already inside, and afterward we just

   The Arizona Republic ran a story on the Lonnie Pursifull “I am scared of little old ladies in wheel chairs” story today. JJ Hensley did the write-up. Rich and I are both quoted in the story, and now we know the name of the lady in the wheel chair, Anne Carlisle. Immortalized in print, however, are the words of Pursifull,

   First, I need to officially change the name of the Street Abusers Cult. Though SAC fits quite well, I think the name suggested today in our chat channel is far better, “Street Screechers.” So, since you always have 72 hours to change the new name of a cult, I hereby dub them the Street Screechers Cult. SSC.    Next, some folks

   One of the leading names in the Street Abusers Cult (SAC) dropped us a note. I have said these men hate just for the purpose of hating. The objects of their abuse don’t matter. Note the end of his message, where he intimates they might protest a Baptist Church. JAMES I CAN NOT BELIEVE THAT YOU RUN AWAY FROM THE

   Ol’ centuri0n is back at it again! Yeah, he’s always looking to start a fight, that one! Then he can make a t-shirt about how he survived the fight (never about how he won it) and add in some trinket sales, too. Good ol’ cent. Anyway, he saw my shameless attempt to woo (not quite the same as “draw” in

   Which part of “Your e-mail never got to me, stop acting like a child” is difficult to understand? I’m not sure. But instead of simply moving forward, Greg Stafford continues to play childish games. As this is grossly distasteful for me to even respond to, I will cut this here and only those who are concerned need go past the

   If you listened to Gene Cook’s attempted interview/discussion with Dan Corner today, you know it came to a halt when Corner began accusing Gene of editing the mp3 of the previous program. I have looked around Corner’s web-page and have not found the promised documentation of these changes (that website seriously needs help), but the one he played on the

   Liberty University has a “Christmas Convocation” each year that, I’m told, can be quite humorous. This year, yours truly got to have a part. Oh, well, only by parody, but yes, I had a part. Evidently, they did a version of the Twelve Days of Christmas, and for number two, they had “Two Angry Calvinists.” Of course, if Dr. Ascol

   Oh, I forgot to add this to the previous…which would have definitely made that the longest title of all time. In any case, folks, we have true emergency on our hands! Thousands…no, millions…no, billions of souls hang in the balance! Yes! The very future of Christianity itself is up in the air, or, isn’t up in the air, depending on

   Snicker. Gotta love this one. What’s scarey is, I can identify the gun (Glock 9mm). As a PC user, I can’t help but empathize with the PC dude by this point.    If I can get myself out from under my desk (how DO all those wires get wrapped around each other so quickly and so…thoroughly?) I would really like to

   Tony Byrne, the gentleman whose comments on 2 Peter 3:9 I addressed yesterday, has demanded I link to him now. No, he can’t show any misrepresentation, but I guess he wants the traffic. I find it odd that he has been sniping at me on his own blog for months but if I dare demonstrate his arguments are self-refuting, non-exegetical,

   Despite the clarity of the documentation refuting him, Bob L. Ross continues to engage in the most desperate form of dishonesty even today: The fact remains, if John MacArthur held an erroneous view in the past, and if James White defended that view as “SOLID TEACHING,” then James White was defending an erroneous view — whether he in fact held

   For years, if you wanted to read Spurgeon without worrying about who edited his sermons to “fit” their theology, you were dependent upon Bob Ross of Pilgrim Publications. No, this Bob Ross (it’s Bob L. Ross) knows nothing about happy little trees, and I have no idea if he can paint a pretty picture in less than thirty minutes or

Phil Johnson has been keeping a closer eye on the End of the Spear stuff than I’ve had time to, and obviously reads more widely in the blogosphere than I do, so this article is a must read. Good grief, what a royal mess! Can’t the liberal media read more than a few paragraphs and track with a context? Or

OK, I confess. This disgusts me. It offends me. I sit here wondering what on earth will be next. This is the utter prostitution of the text of Scripture, all in the name of money. What is it? A new publication from Thomas Nelson Publishers. Here’s the link so you can see it up close. Click on the “See Larger

This is, without a doubt, the funniest parody of the current state of certain corners of the apologetic blogosphere I’ve read. I really needed this. Thanks! Here’s the hoot.

OK, what happens when the judges and legislatures of the land simply lose their collective minds? This: A man who grabbed a 14-year-old girl’s arm to chastise her after she walked in front of his car, causing him to swerve to avoid hitting her, must register as a “sex offender,” the Appellate Court of Illinois has ruled. Read the story

OK, download the .wav file for that really neat Twilight Zone music and play it while reading the ravings of IM. See, after I dared to interact with one of his articles (no, no one there has bothered to actually read what I said and respond to it–the act of actually responding, without agreeing, is so hateful to them, so

Richard Abanes posted this from almost ten years ago now, and since I am trying to get ready to teach two classes tonight and don’t have time to blog anything overly meaningful today (at least until tonight), I thought this would do: NEWS FLASH – May 1994 “In Colorado, Betty Parker spied on her neighbor, Gary Clowes, for weeks