Comments and Recomendations

There are some passages in the Bible that I'm not sure I believe. Now if you ask me if I thought the Bible was God's word I would definitely agree that it is (or disagree depending on your stance). But there are some scriptures I have trouble with. Some of these I can chalk up to there just being a cultural difference or I'm not the intended audience. So here is part of my list of "Doesn't apply to Paul Murphy" verses

Lev. 21:13 13 "The woman he marries must be a virgin. 14 He must not marry a widow, a divorced woman, or a woman defiled by prostitution, but only a virgin from his own people..."

Ummm I think I can marry a prostitute if I so please. Jesus had one for a great great..... grandmother. By the time I'm 33 and ready to give up my life, I think the Divorced category might be the only option. By the way, does "my own people" mean Kentucky "people" (kinfolk) or like "Irish" people.


1 Cor. 7:8 Now to the unmarried and the widows I say: It is good for them to stay unmarried, as I am.

Jermy is never gonna get laid. Sorry Stoner, but I have a suprise at the end of this post.


Rev. 7:1 1After this I saw four angels standing at the four corners of the earth, holding back the four winds of the earth to prevent any wind from blowing on the land or on the sea or on any tree.

Silly John. The Earth is round, spheres don't have corners.


Now for a little more serious note.

Gen ch.1 I'm just not real sure God decided to do all that in 7 days. I'm not saying he couldn't, I'm just saying I don't believe it. In Hebrew 7 is perfect, maybe the writer was using some poetic liscence. Maybe the Jews screwed it up from the time it went from Moses to the Volgate. It's hard to except this passage at face value. Why wouldn't God do it in one day???


Now for probably the hardest passage that I deal with. This is the word of our LORD and Savior, so don't try to ammend it with a, "well you see Paul..."

Mathew 7:8 For everyone who asks receives; he who seeks finds; and to him who knocks, the door will be opened.

There have been many times I have prayed for something that never happened. There's lots of stuff. I think one day I'll keep a journal of it all. The fact is if you ask you may not receive. I've asked for many things that I didn't get and I'm not talking about a corvette or a bicycle. I've asked for people to be healed, guidance, blessing on my casting of lots, and most recently for my truck to work. That doesn't mean it happens. This one verse is probably the single bigest challenge to my faith. It seems like a lie. But maybe I'm not the intended audience. I know lots of people who underline and highlight in their bible. I think I may just cross this part out.


Paul Murphy

By The Way. If anyone is looking for a great movie to watch in the near future I recommend "The Constant Gardener." It has one of the greatest endings of any movie I have watched in a very long time. Its a powerful movie.
Kudos to Jeremy Stoneburner

Here's an old email I sent about a year ago
Well I guess that's two years ago

Its kinda like frisbee
There are times in a frisbee game where the disc has been thrown too far in front of you, but still possibly within your reach.
There is a decision you have to make whether to go after it or not

The Lay-Out.
The lay-out is a quagmire. If you go for it (dive that is) you open yourself for vulnerability. The result can be pain, and lots of it. Landing hurts. But there is an exchange. I always knew that if I caught the disc the sensation of accomplishment and glory would far outweigh any pain. I never felt pain when I went for a lay-out and caught the disc, only the sensation of glory. I felt pain lots of times when I came up empty handed. But pain always went away with time.

A good thought on not just disc but life. There are always indefinites and possibilities open in life. You ussually have the options of either keeping what you have and maintaning the status quo (I hate latin in english) or going for something possibly better. One of my problems is though (Warning: bad TV gameshow analogy) I may have a new dinet set I want to know what's behind door #3.

Here's the email that followed

I guess if all my days of B-team frisbee captain have taught me anything its that
"If you put your effort and concentration into playing to your potential, to be the best that you can be; I don't care what thescoreboard says at the end of the game, in my book we're gonna bewinners."
B-team 5-11 record, but we were still winners

There will always ALWAYS be times whe you put yourself, your time, and anything else on the line. Sometimes it won't work. Lots of times it doesn't work. You have to pick yourself back up regroup and keep going, waiting for the next opportunity to take a high-stakes risk.


Paul "Best Hustle 2006" Murphy


I have not failed. I've just found 10,000 ways that won't work
-Thomas Alva Edison

I think I'll name a dog Alva

Gus is posessed by a demon

I just fixed shim the other day and already my repairs have been negated. I have decided that Gus has a demon. I will now go and try to cast that demon into the next door neighbors dogs. They will then run down the hill and drown themselves in the ocean. Alright I'll be back in a minute. (Quick prayer).

That didn't seem to work. Maybe the dogs already had demons in them. I'll go back to a 21st century paradigm and assume it's an electrical issue and electrons aren't making their way through the circuit. Maybe my EMF is too low, or there's too much resistance. Gus makes me want to cus. I'd sell it for a bicycle but the bike would probably break just as quickly, or get stolen.

I'm getting really frustrated with the whole car thing. I've been working on it now for two weeks. It breaks I try something, then get hacked and quit. Then I come back in a few hours and try something else. It works for a while then tanks.

I'm frustrated. I think I'll go out and binge on McDonalds or Checkers tonight. I'm pretty hacked. Eating makes me happy.

Paul Murphy

Like people don't know who writes this crappy blog.

Saturday Morning carpentry lessons

We use to live in this old house. It was a house like no other I've ever seen before. Double cinderblock walls and massive solid wood beams were the infrastructure holding together lead paint, disentigrating wiring, leaky roof, families of mice, and a really cool place to play. Every saturday morning something needed to be fixed around the house. While some kids were watching X-men I was listening to my dad and his classic tag line "Dog gone-it." Saturdays I learned a lot about fixing stuff.

By the time we left we had re-wired, re-roofed, re-decorated, and were about to re-tile that turn-of-the-century boheameth(sp). I learned alot. Lessons like turn off the breaker first "Dog gone-it! That's hot!" A good black and decker corded drill is a lifesaver. Shingles weigh about 75lbs per pack. Never go after the leftover wood scrap on a table saw. All these were great lessons in carpentry and do-it-yourselfing. It tought me to be resourceful and fix junk. Multi-meter's are cool. I've become somewhat of a ghetto engineerer person. I may not know the right way to fix things but, they'll work by the time I'm done.

My reverse lights weren't working on the truck. Meaning I couldn't pass OMV inspection. So I fixed it. And by fixed it I mean I made it work without determining the cause of the electrical situation. So all those saturdays dad had us out handing him wrenches and flipping breakers are really starting to pay off. Though I may not know why Professor X is walking around with dinosaurs (I still don't know), I can shingle 400sq feet of roof in an hour.


Paul "Dun dun duuun, dun dun dunnn" Murphy


btw that was the MacGyver theme song

Viewpoints and Preception

I've been trying to get my 5th and 6th graders to realize that how you view the events around you is what effects your quality of life more than what acutally happens. What's the point of being cynical and pessimistic? It just brings you down. Now I'm not saying optimism is always the way to go, its just the way I like to go; it doesn't always work.

1. You are low on gas and its Sunday morning so all the gas stations are closed (this happens to me alot)
Pessimist- I'll probably run out of gas and life will suck
Realist- I probably have enough to make it home
Optimist- This gives me an opportunity to eat fried chicken at KFC and wait for the gs to open

2. Your golf drive has wound up next to a row of tall bushes on a hole that doglegs right.
Pessimist- I'll shank it so I better quit playing golf now
Realist- I'll shank it if I go for the hole, I'll chip it into the fairway for an easier shot
Optimist- I bet I can get it over those 12ft bushes and crank it to the hole

3. You tried to crank it to the hole. You don't "see" where it went but you hear it hit the tree in front of you then rustle in the bushes.
Pessimist- I'll never find that one
Realist- I should take a drop and chip out like I said I was going to in the last senario
Optimist- I'll go look for my ball on the green, it probably still made it through, as I did hit it pretty hard

4. You go to buy insurance
Pessimist- They're probably going to charge me way too much and the manager will be from New Zealand
Realist- I should shop around and get the best price
Optomist- Insurance people are generally nice and fair, right?

5. Wet Laundry that smells
Pessimist- I have to wash this crap again, my day is ruined
Realist- It'll only take a few more minutes
Optomist- I bet nobody will notice they smell funny

6. Its been 1240 days since a girl agreed to go out with you
Pessimist- Maybe I should be gay
Realist- Probably bad timing on all the others, it may have something to do with my laundry habits.
Optomist- I'm too good for any of those ladies anyways. Girls would be all over me if I weren't on this crazy island without single ladies.

Well I think I'll stop there.

Paul "Stinky Shirt" Murphy

"That girl" From Freshman year

Now I now many of the people that read this horrible joke of a blog, and I know that many of them have made mistakes in the "Ladies" department. I'm not talking about JCPenny's lady's dept. but the opposite sex dept, but not the one at the outpatient plastic surgery office. Confusion. So I know that a few of you have made bad decisions on picking girls, many, freshman year of college. I know that Josh goofed his freshman year with whats-er-name. Sammer had the crazy girl who flew off the handle. Luke Dockery's wife was one of those crazy girls. And Brian Lam always, ALWAYS found the crazy ones.

On island there is a term for crazy girls and guys. Families refer to ex-husbands as "The man" and ex-wives as "The woman." They don't even say the names, ever. I guess its for the better.

My freshman year of college I had a "That girl" experience. So there I was a awkward freshman at the age of 17 strait out of Junior year. I was in English Composition I. We got to write about stuff. I was also busy with Chemistry and some other classes. So there was this girl, Sarah Farris (not her name anymore). I'm sure Sarah wasn't immediately enthrawled with me, but I've got a ridiculous sense of humor, or she was desperate, I'm not really sure. So I began to grow on Sarah, without me trying at all. I would be my stupid self and she laughed. I recall one night walking back to the dorm in 34degree cold after jumping in the fountain just to amuse her. It was fun and I had Brian Lam with me. She is also the reason I am friends with Sam T. today. One night for open house I invited her over to my dorm room. After waiting for an hour and she didn't show I ventured down the hall. I found Sam's door open and he was playing FIFA soccer, he wasn't very good so I offered my thoughts. Later I was sulking in Josh's room when Brian L. came by and informed me Sarah dropped by my room but couldn't find me. Dope. So after a while I started to realize that this Sarah girl had a thing for me. Unfortunately it wasn't until she would call me at 2am for chemistry help and laid a kiss on me in the middle of the Student Center. That was strage. But I thought it was some sweet action and thought I might go for some more.

But things didn't go as I had planned. I had a good friend by the name of Daniel Burns who was watching out for me that year. Burns realized that there was something not quite right about this girl. So instead of being like, "hey Paul, she's no good." And me being stupid and like, "you just want her for yourself jerk." Burns found a different way. "Hey Paul, you ever notice that when she makes that face her chin completely molds in with her neck?" "no." But every time she made this face after being dismayed about something her chin would disappear. Not cool. It wasn't cool. We stopped talking. And sure enough Burns was right, there was something not right. She turned out to be a bit of a skank. Mary-Beth could tell you the story about her getting caught sneaking out of the girls dorms at 1am in the morning, for waffles I'm sure.

So here's a big thanks to Daniel Burns for watching out for me that year. You rock.

Paul "At least my story isn't as bad as Sam's" Murphy

It's b/c he's Asian

Famous Titles

Ersola Anders, Charles Schwise, and Catherine Denuire

Ehh. Well its nice to see Condi Rice reads my blog and decided to talk to some people about problems. Hey get this, Syria has been wanting to talk with us for a while. Who'd a thunk? Maybe if we put down our Power Politics more often and invited people to talk with us we could avoid a lot of pesky problems.

Sorry, no good stories like slidetackling my teamates at practice. It's been a slow week.
Today I stood at a funeral for two hours and twenty-nine minutes.

I think I've realised that my goal is to be the best at whatever. I'm already the best frisbee player on the island so I can check that off. Also nobody really plays so there aren't alot of opportunities to show it. Later this month softball will start and I'll get to show I'm the best push-hitter on island. The league is setup to see who gets to go to the south pacific games. I can't go but I can play in the league. I don't know what possition to play. Probably Center Field with the speed, but I eventually want to try my hand at second base. I think I could be a stud 2nd baseman. So hopefully I prove myself the best at either 2nd or midfield, and batting. I need to swing well. I will probably never be the best on the island at golf. Golf stinks. I think I'm the best distance runner on the island too. Once again there aren't any races only "walks." Come on will somebody please have a charity 10K or 10mile for all I care.


Paul "The pen is mightery..." Murphy