Apocalypse Now! -and other stuff

I’m Still Alive! (Insert sigh of relief here) I know you were concerned, when you didn’t see any activity on this blog for quite a while you were getting anxious about my well being, well I promise you, I AM STILL ALIVE AND WELL! From the depths of my chowder bowl I sincerely apologize for my lethargy and have made a renewed commitment to not let my blog get to far behind my footsteps.

Now that I’ve gotten that unpleasant affair out of the way, here’s what’s been in my chowder brain lately. A few weeks ago, a highly esteemed co-worker and I were engaged in a rather witty repartee, (which is always a welcome diversion to the ever-mounting workload my career demands of me) and she brought up a very interesting idea that has intrigued me ever since. It this theory of ‘who do I want in my bunker'. Let me explain. Close your eye for one moment and imagine that we were living in a pre-apocalyptic world and at any moment the apocalypse would be upon us. However, there is a bunker nearby where you can take refuge while the disaster rages outside; the predicament is that you can only have a select number of people occupy the bunker with you. Who do you chose? Chew on that for a moment… now swallow. As I have been pondering this exceedingly enthralling theory it has led me to take mental account of all the people in my life; family, friends, acquaintances, and to consider how much I really know about them. Because if I was going to choose any one of them to inhabit the bunker with me, I want to make sure that they have talents and gifts that are useful, but different from mine.

For your mental clarity, let me provide an example. I am someone who has never been or ever will be good at survival skills; so i would choose someone who was. Because without this wonderful individual, I would die very quickly. I can barely light a candle with a match let alone a fire with twigs! And if you asked me to pack a suitcase for a wilderness excursion, I would pack my iPod (duh), lots of rugged but fashionable outfits complete with plenty of tidy whitys, my Garmin GPS system, the complete 7th season of “The King of Queens” on DVD, several cans of delicious Chef Boyardee products (yum!), keychain flashlight and a TV guide. (I’m not missing my ABC shows, I don’t care how far away we get from civilization, I’m watching extreme home-makeover!). Oh yeah, and my electric blanket for those chilly wilderness nights. Get the picture? I need someone who knows how to rainproof a tent, craft baskets out of reeds, build water rafts out of firewood, catch and clean fish (ick), and navigate the perils of the fire swamp all while battling rodents of unusual size. What? Where did that last one come from? (Oops! That wasn’t part of my theory… that was from the critically acclaimed 1987 blockbuster hit, “The Princess Bride!” Sorry!!)

Also I would require someone with an optimistic personality; because lets face it, I am a worry wart! The instant the apocalypse begins to descend upon the earth I would commence a freak-out that would put all the crazy people of the world collectively to shame! I would require the assistance of someone who keeps a clear head in the onslaught of danger, and can think strategically during the most traumatic situations. Also among the bunker inhabitants, would be my cute and adorable childfriend Pippi Longstocking. Being able to lift an immense quadruped above your head with super strength is always a handy skill during any ordeal!

On a more serious note, I would need someone who is never failing in their devotion to Christ. During hard times, I try my very best to hear Gods voice through the storm, but often I fail. I need someone who can help keep me on the correct course and make sure that my faith doesn’t waiver.

So in summery, my bunker theory may be a bit far fetched, and to some extent asinine, nevertheless I think that it is at least something that I am going to keep in mind while pursuing future friends, and that one extraordinary somebody who will hopefully become my wife. I need people in my life whose talents and abilities enrich mine, and make me a better person. When the tough times come, I desire to have a group of people around me who can help distinguish my strengths as well as my weaknesses, and be there for me as I would for them. Overall, I need people who aren’t precisely like me, but who complete me.

So now it's your turn!!! What do you think of this theory? Who would you have in your bunker? PLEASE COMMENT!

Until your comment, happy life-living!