So what are Pedestrian Penalty Cards? Well check out the site and find out. Had a lot of fun working with Cory Bortnicker (Emmy award winning writer) and illustrating these cards, feel free to share… or better yet print out your own set and and hand them out to perpetrators! It will make you feel better the next time you get stabbed in the eye by an Oversized Umbrella.
Maybe it’s all the beaches I’ve been to lately, or maybe it’s just a personal problem, but I have had some serious skin on my mind. Which is good, because even though I’ve brought up sex and christianity before, I haven’t really delved too deeply into the wonderful world of sexual repression. At least the one I was familiar with growing up. So mom, dad, my apologies. Everyone else, I hope you had a wild, exploratory sexual upbringing. If not, well I’m sorry and I hope you’ll find this post relatable to some degree.
A few years ago, I told my girlfriend that I had never been to Hooters. Which is still true. There is only one Hooters in Tulsa, but I clearly remember it, because for a long time it had an actual Hooters’ Girl on the sign. I do believe the sign is now just the Hooters’ logo, which was adopted after countless complaints by conservative Tulsans no doubt. Regardless, when I told my girlfriend I had never been to a Hooters, she told me she had been to one – with her Youth Group!
I was flipping through an old sketchbook from my time at ORU, and came across the above illustration that I vividly remember drawing during one of many chapel services. At the beginning of each new school year, President Richard Roberts usually introduced a theme or mantra for the year. You know, a spiritual anecdote that could be relegated to a singular catchy slogan, plastered onto banners, and hung around campus. From the outsider’s perspective it was obviously just one more form of propaganda reminding us that, not god, but Richard was watching. But from the standpoint of running a ministry, it made sense. The yearly theme tended to be a jumping off point for lessons from floor Chaplains, guest chapel speakers, etc. However, we were supposed to be attending school, not a year long revival. I get that chapel services were meant to augment the “uniquely ORU” educational experience. But honestly, it always seemed that going to class was the afterthought, and that spiritual endeavors were the main focus.
I was racking my brain trying to remember one of the “yearly themes” during my tenure but came up short. I’m sure it’s somewhere in my brain filed with the rest of my repressed ORU memories, however I do remember one on-going theme Richard really loved getting off on – the Perfect Man.