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Pick Me!

As I scroll around the blogosphere I see ideas that I think I might like to emulate. Yes, one of those things is using big words like 'emulate'. Another is doing interviews of people that might have something to offer to the reader. Unlike other blogs, I have no one of great significance that has even heard of my blog, but we may still learn something from him. 


Without further adieu, I bring you 'An Interview With An Idiot (Otherwise Known As Me)'. 


Rick Nier...Woo!: Welcome to the blog, Rick. Thanks for stopping by.

Rick Nier: No Problem. I'm a big fan of your blog.

Rick Nier...Woo!: Please, you embarrass yourself. So, speaking of embarrassing, I hear you had a somewhat interesting adventure this week.

Rick Nier: I did. I swallowed a guitar pick.

Rick Nier...Woo!: Was it a dare?

Rick Nier: Uh, no. Although the nurse at the ER asked the same question.

Rick Nier...Woo!: So, hmmm. The questions how and why come to mind.

Rick Nier: I wish I knew. I had my guitar pick in my mouth, a perfectly normal thing for a guitar player to do. Then, as I was talking, it shifted in my mouth. It all happened so quickly.

Rick Nier...Woo!: So then what did you do?

Rick Nier: What could I do? I grabbed another pick. The church service must go on.

Rick Nier...Woo!: But weren't you in some pain.

Rick Nier: Oh heck yeah! It was a mixture of feeling like you were shaving your esophagus and housing a room full of toddlers in your stomach. That is, if all the toddlers were throwing balls of acid at one another.

Rick Nier...Woo!: So I am assuming you had it removed.

Rick Nier: Not that day. After a couple of hours, the pain subsided, leaving me to think this might pass the way nature intends things to pass.

Rick Nier...Woo!: Nature probably frowns upon swallowing hard plastic objects.

Rick Nier: Right. So when the pain returned, I did have it removed.

Rick Nier...Woo!: I'm sure people would like to know how it was removed. After all, if they've stayed this long for the interview, they clearly have nothing else to do.

Rick Nier: It involves tying a Swiss Army knife to the end of a rope. It's a special Swiss Army knife that has a flashlight, so the doctor can find the foreign object, and then he uses those little tweezers to grab said object.  It doesn't take all that long. I still found time to put in 8 hours at work and tuck my kids into bed.

Rick Nier...Woo!: So, being a pastor, I'm sure you're going to wow us all by spiritualizing this whole story.

Rick Nier: You know me well. Proverbs 21:23 says "Those who guard their mouths and their tongues keep themselves from calamity." I think it speaks for itself.

Rick Nier...Woo!: It certainly does.
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