Friday, May 1, 2009

Meet Blogger Chris Rodell!

Hey, and happy Friday, blog friends. Today I'd like you to meet my new friend, Chris Rodell. (And don't let the title of his post fool ya. He's a man of many hats and incarnations!) His "About Me" profile reads, "I'm a Latrobe, Pa., based freelance writer who's been published by many of the greatest publications in America and been rejected by the rest. I'll work for anybody who'll pay me."

I forget just how I came across his interesting and witty blog. Maybe thru Kimmi? Yes, dear readers, the mind is a terrible thing...

When you have time, cruise by EightDaysToAmish and enjoy his fresh perspectives. Chris is another writer type, and his dry humor is some of my favorite among the blogs I read regularly. And that's saying a lot. From his attempted "suicide" by Elvis Diet to ogling tatas in a cigar store, the material covered in the daily life that is Chris' always makes me smile...even when we don't necessarily share the same political leanings. *grin*
I do have a question for you, Chris. How'd you come by that blog name? 'Splain, please.

Today's guest blog is taken from one of his first posts last May. Chris says, "I think it had a readership of my mother and four guys from Latrobe." After reading it, I understood instantly why his email address contains the words story and teller.

Rev. Chris Rodell "The Rabbi Is In"

The Sierra Club refers to me with the honorific “Judge Chris Rodell.” The noble lifesavers at Doctors Without Borders address me with collegial charity as “Dr. Rodell.” And it would take a miracle of Biblical proportions for me to respond with the generosity deserving of all the Democratic National Party affiliates who write beseeching “The Reverend Rodell” for a contribution.

If you took all the mailing lists for every left-leaning, tree-hugging, bound to help-the-helpless organizations in the world and rolled them into one, the sum distillation would be one of the most accomplished men in the world. And that would be me. After a lifetime of willful indolence, finally, a man Mom can be proud of.

See, being Mr. Chris Rodell hasn’t exactly worked out for me. No one treats me with anything more than the most perfunctory courtesies.

That’s why I hesitated in 2004 when a donation to the Democratic party required me to check a title. “Dr.” felt like a reach. “Mrs.” would have worked with the wussy unisex name my parents freighted me with at birth, but I wasn’t ready for the possible lifestyle change it might invite and I would have needed a whole new wardrobe.

So I stared at the heavenly option, “Rev.” Remember, 2004 was when Karl Rove and the Republicans frequently claimed they’d been anointed by the Almighty to divinely solve all the world’s problems. I decided to do my part to close the God gap. For my title, I checked “Rev.”

Right away, the new title led to more telephonic respect. One agent for the party called and said, “Reverend Rodell? I’m sooo sorry to bother you, but we really need the help of upstanding community men like you if we’re going to win in November. Can we count on your support and influence?”

By all means. I dashed off a check for $50 and the 2006 congressional elections wound up being an electoral landslide, coincidentally, perhaps. Soon, my name began to sift through the other left-leaning mailing lists. I could sense in their tones that the callers' postures improved when they dialed a holy man like myself.

I liked it!

Of course, there was the inevitable misstep. During last spring's Pennsylvania primary, I was besieged by calls from party activists. I lost my patience and reverted back to my Mr. Rodell temper.

“Look,” I told one caller, “I’m gettin’ sick of all these (and I’m paraphrasing here) gol-danged calls. Leave me alone.”
The solicitor let the silence sink in for two beats before saying, “Rev. Rodell?”

“Uh, yes?”

“You should be nicer. People expect more from someone like you.”

He was right. People look up to those involved in pastoral professions, and as I’m finding out, even to ones who pretend to be. If I’m going to be Rev. Rodell, there are certain standards I need to uphold.

So I vowed to make myself a better person, at least in terms of titles. Besides “Judge,” “Dr.,” “Father,” and “Esq,” I was pleased to feel an ecumenical surge of pride when UNICEF bestowed upon me, for $100, the title of “Rabbi.”

I doubt the unfortunates in Myanmar or China will care whether or not Rabbi Rodell is concerned about their plight, but it might open some eyes if, say, he extends a financial olive branch to help aid Palestinian orphans.

Either way, it’s likely I’ll one day leave a remarkable obituary for my survivors to admire. And maybe one day I’ll live up to the reputation of the guy all those money-seeking callers believe me to be.

It’s something you might want to consider next time someone seeks a contribution from you.

Of course, that’s just my opinion. You can take it or leave it. After all, despite what you might infer from my credentials, I’m really not a preachy kind of guy.

That was great, Chris! Thanks for sharing with these fine readers. Now, y'all feel free to ask questions or make comments. Then git yore bahonkuses over to Chris' place and nose around a bit.


Rodell said...

If I ever win a prestigious award, I'm going to ask you to introduce me. What a wonderful intro! Heck, I think I'm going to have you read that introduction aloud to my family every evening at dinner.

Thanks so much, Angie!

Angie Ledbetter said...

Ummm, somehow I don't think it'd have the desired effect coming out of my piehole with the twangy twang accent. :) And you're more than welcome!

Kathryn Magendie said...

So, I guess I can't ask "How'd you get so handsome, Chris?" without seeming stalkerish or winky or something *laughing*

will stop by the site.....

Michelle H. said...

Thanks for the interview, Angie. As for Chris, I swear I've seen his face before, which I probably have since I once lived in Latrobe. It's great to find writerly people in my neck of the woods.

Angie Ledbetter said...

Oh my Lord, Kathryn M. Contain yourself! Made me laugh...thanks. :)

colbymarshall said...

"I'll work for anyone who'll pay me."

Hahaha...I love this quote. LOVE IT!

Missy said...

Hi Angie: Thank you for visiting my page! :)

Jessica said...

Hilarious! Thanks for the post. :-)

Angie Ledbetter said...

Michelle, you're most welcome, writer friend. It's a small world getting smaller, isn't it?

LOL, Colby.

Missy, I enjoyed my fly-by. :)

You have great taste, Jessica. *grin*

TheWritersPorch said...

First thing I thought of was Dolly Parton's
movie "Straight Talk" where they gave her the title " Dr. Shirley". Too funny Chris but I see your point! Or Do I?

Hey Cuz...Have A great day!

Angie Ledbetter said...

Same to you, Carol, and thanks for coming by!

kimmi said...

Loves Chris. Yay! Angie, an awesome post! Thank you!!

praying for mum, sweetie

Anonymous said...

Everything sounds better coming out of a "suthen lady". Sounds like a good guy. I have a friend that graduated from OU. Just looking a the sweatshirt.

giddymomof6 said...

LOLOLOL! He's awesome! That's sooo funny! Seriously! I love it! An alter-ego literally! LOL! Perfect! Jenni

Karen said...

That was a great story, thanks for leading us to the blog.

Angie Ledbetter said...

Thanks, kimmi girl.

Oren...everything??? :)

He sure is, Jenni!

Ever so welcome, Karen.

Rodell said...

Hey, I'm going to pester Angie into letting me post all my stuff here. You guys are the greatest! I was so happy to read all your comments.

Thanks so much for taking the time and for offering your flattery.

I'm going to try and get in touch with you individually if I can track down your e-mails through the links.

I want you all to know how grateful I am for the boost you've given me.

Especially you, Angie! Thanks so much for your friendship and support.

Much love to all,

Chris R.

Deb Shucka said...

Too funny! I'm on my way to Chris's site. You've hit the jackpot one more time, Angie.

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