I must be feeling very Andy Rooney today...something above this week's Friday Five really resonated...
Grammatical pet peeve: Incorrect use of apostrophes in possessive words, and the use of apostrophes to form plurals:
the three little kitten's mittens were lost.
Farm Fresh Egg's For Sale
Household pet peeve: Finding tiny bits of food on silverware or cookware after you've washed, rinsed and drained them, necessitating my washing the items all over again.
Arts & Entertainment pet peeve: This is a true tie between:
1. Period films and television shows with sloppy anachronisms in them -- say, a television show supposedly set in the 1950s, but with the characters wearing 21st century hair and using 21st century slang and concerning themselves with 21st century concerns. I start knocking off screenwriter and director IQ points when I notice this.
2. Inaccurate portrayals of religion in film and television. I remember one episode of Law and Order where the villain of the day was a big-haired, right-wing Jerry-Falwell-esque Lutheran televangelist/graduate of a Lutheran "Bible college." The whole episode was so absurd that I felt compelled to e-mail the show and suggest to the writers that, the next time they need to add religious "color" to a character, they do more research than closing their eyes and taking a finger stab in the Big Dictionary of Denominations.
Liturgical pet peeve: Lectors who have obviously not laid eyes upon the texts of the day before getting behind the lectern. Close runner-up: Acolytes who dress like they're auditioning for Survivor: Red Light District.
Wild card--pet peeve that doesn't fit any of the above categories: Automatic antivirus downloads, which slow down my already treacly dialup connection to near uselessness. I hate this.
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I'm afraid most teenagers could fit into that edition of Survivor...
There are, or at least, were, LBIs, as in Lutheran Bible Institutes. I knew a person who had attended one near Minneapolis, and recently I ran across a reference to one in Wash. state. Or it may have morphed from an LBI.
I don't know if they would produce Loud Mouth Preachers. But my friend decided he had had enough when smoking addiction was blamed on the demon of caffine.
Alas, I was recently guilty of your Liturgical pet peeve (as a Lector, not an underdressed Acolyte...), in that I neglected to look at the reading before-hand. Ironically enough, I got through it just fine. Whereas, a couple of weeks ago I clumsily stumbled my way through a text that I had read and read again in preparation. Go figure.
My DH was the reader for the lesson about the Dry Bones from Ezekial. He read that thing before hand until he really understood it. When he read it, he wasn't the least bit dramatic, 'cause he just isn't that kind of guy, but the story came alive and many people commented with that opinion.
Our pastor also preached on that lesson that Sunday, Pentecost, I believe.
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