I went to the Draper temple "dedication" broadcast (temple recommend required) with so much coffee in me that I could hardly sit still. It was necessary to tolerate the silliness DH wanted me to endure but in the end it was worth it because the kids were completely creeped out by the Hosannah Shout.
Agreed, I was really disappointed when I attended my first dedication (in Boston in the same room with Mitt Romney actually) and learned that we didn't actually shout but just kind of mumbled the words under our breath.
I'm potentially going to lose any respect I might have had from y'all by posting it.
But it happened in the past and I'm not proud of it.
I went to a Mormon dance rolling on Ecstasy. Then, in the morning, I pulled the primary kids around in a wagon on a trip to the zoo. I was still a bit high, but bonded with the kids really well. There were 5 other adults with me, including the bishop who hated me. He changed his mind after that trip, saying he never realized how good I am at interacting with people and relating to the kids.
I never drove or anything. Just pulled a wagon and held kids in my arms to see the animals, and interacted with them...
I'm worried now a bit. I know I got a +2 by you, but now I'm paranoid I got a -20 at least by others. Oh well. I'm me. People can accept or reject me and the past me if they choose.
Thanks for not writing me off bc, sorcha, Samantha baker and bingo e4...
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I used to go to high school tripping on LSD all the time. Yeah, I didn't fit in well in priesthood. lol. I remember one time rolling on ecstacy just walking in the woods and touching trees and feeling so much love in them. haha, was pretty close to God then.
I snuck a huge coke bottel that was heavily spiked with rum into a huge church dance. It was halloween. A harbor cruise had been booked around San Diego Bay, and people came from as far away as Phoenix. Some guy smelled it on me and demanded I share or he would rat me out.
I drank a beer during my last Gospel of Matthew class my last year of seminary (the grown up grad school one). Even had a spare bottle in my backpack. One of the best beers I've ever had.
Me and my Mormon friends always smoked pot in the parking lot before church dances. Most of the kids I went to seminary with smoked pot and drank. Very few who didn't.
Being at Ricks College in '66-67 felt like being in church 24/7. And it was stifling. I had a need to rebel. So after Christmas break I smuggled a case of Lethbridge Pilsner in bottles back in my luggage in the trunk of Dad's car and hid it in my closet in Ensign Hall. A couple weekends later when everybody seemed to have gone home, a dorm mate from down the hall and I duct taped the doors shut and drank it all, smoked a pack O' Marlboros and watched his little B&W TV. Felt really good to get away with it, 'cause kids were getting kicked out of Ricks for a lot less.
Hey Reprobate Ron Your post reminded me of Lethbridge Pilsner and how it was my favorite beer back in my university days in the 70s (when a beer at the uni pub was 50 cents!) And of my first drinking experience which was in Southern Alberta at 16, drinking Rye and Coke in a parked car on main street Cardston. Right afterwards, we smoked a joint at a friends house, although back then (1974) marijuana didnt really do anything at all.
Anyone remember the guy on this board a while back who said he was a worker at a temple cafeteria and would get drunk on their vanilla? Personally, I'd rather be sober in the temple than drink straight vanilla ... and that's saying something.