Things that make ME go hmmmm?

i DID INDEED own the C & C Music Factory CASETTE with "Things that make you go hmmmm" on it, and now your opinion of me has begun to drop. i'm OK with that. Many of you would know, that my morning ritual involves sitting on my futon, ingesting, injecting, ineverything coffee into my bloodstream, and watching NBC's Today show.

So this morning, i'm sitting back and listening to Katie Couric interview a police officer who, i THINK, was from Wisconsin. Meanwhile, on the screen they were replaying video shot from his car, a la COPS. In said video, a driver with his door open was obviously preoccupied with something eventually drops something out of his door and speeds away. Now, admittedly he did slow down, and was probalby only going about 20 mph or so at the time, but get this: the guy put his fiancées baby, strapped into its carseat in the middle of the interstate.

i took another sip of coffee.

DID YOU GET THAT? HOLY SMOKES!

i took another sip of coffee. i didn't cry, or scream, or yell with horror at the possibilities . . . i took another sip of coffee. i did the same thing when i heard about a bombing in Iraq, about flooding in Florida, about every possible human suffering. If i were involved, i'd be the first in hysterics, but i obviously don't care about the fate of anyone apart from myself.

Shouldn't that be motivation for me to want to do something . . . why am i so indifferent? Should i not sit there and change my morning routine to pray for these people . . . do a little bit to give 'em Jesus?

Anywho, i have to leave work - it's too warm here. And there's a pot of coffee waiting for me at home.