The Question

My sister in law Tanya is smart. But I think she thinks too much. She just sent me an email quoting some self proclaimed genius guru that says, "The most important human endeavor is the striving for morality in our actions." I am not a fan of that kind of BS. In fact, I am not a big fan of self proclaimed genius gurus in general. But her email got me to try to come up with a better answer. So I've been sitting here in my big, comfortable, manly black leather papa chair in my living room thinking about the "great questions" like, "what are we supposed to with our lives," and I think I've come up with an answer that works for me anyway.
So while the thinking momentum is up and running, I thought I'd tackle some of the other questions in life. Like, why does the windshield wiper on the driver's side always wear out before the one on the passenger side...and why do hot dogs always taste better at a ball game...and what are people who are always smiling really thinking? If anything. And here's one. I got to spend some time outside today, watching Mother Nature doing some fancy dances in her best bikini. It was a pretty day. So how come I got to do that while my friend Randy next door, who is a whole lot closer to God than I am, is sick in bed and hurting? What kind of sense does that make? I don't know. I have a hard enough time figuring out why you can't win 'em all, but you can lose 'em all.