Well Brothers and Sisters,
I just returned home safe from the convention. As much as I would like to give you the minute by minute breakdown, I won't because this is going to be a freaking long post anyhow.
I drove up by myself Thursday. I got to the hotel at 2 PM and my mother wasn't going to be there until 6. I had time. I already had 50 + Apostachecks printed and cut out, but as I walked through the hotel to my room, I got an idea.
In MS Word, I made sheets that said www.quotes.watchtower.ca and www.silentlambs.org . I went to kinkos, and printed 200 copies, and bought some tape. All that day, I walked through the hotel posting these half-sheets of paper. I put them on the ceiling, on doors, on janitor carts, and even in the elevators. Then I put a stack of about 50 on the counter in the lobby. I know the hotel had wireless internet, so I'm sure many people looked it up.
Then at the Convention, it was boring as hell, yadda yadda. If you read JWD, you know what most of the convention was about anyway, so there is no need for me to tell you again. (Not to mention I was doing "loser laps", holding babies, and chugging water- anything to not have to listen.)
I took some notes, but with my mom sitting right next to me, I couldn't really write anything good down. I mostly made note of the scriptures they said.
I dropped tons of checks in the boxes. THe rest were tucked in between seats, or in bibles.
Now I am no idiot, so I was aware of my surroundings. I felt like every attendant was watching me, but that's just because I was nervous. Today (sunday) We were seated on the floor of the coliseum. An attendant walked up, bent over, and asked my mother to accompany him to the Accounting department. I started sweating, and I think I peed a little. She came back in about 10 minutes, and looked pissed. I knew that was it then and there. I could see myself sitting in another JC meeting tomorrow night.
I asked her what was wrong, expecting the worse. She said she had mislabeled her check, writing "Jehovah's Witnesses" instead of "Watch Tower" like she was supposed to.
That was such a relief. They aint got nothing on me.
But for now I must go, stretch my legs, whack it, and watch some tv… I'm feeling to spiritual still….
I'll post more later, including pics.
BTW, 60 baptized. Youngest was 7, oldest was 74…. I took pics of the crowd- seemed like they were all kids… maybe 4 converts… interesting huh?
In crunkness,
RR