Mario Kart Tour

Hello fellow epic gamers,

My name is The Noah, and this is my blog.

Specifically, this is my review of Mario Kart Tour.

dada-da-DA-DAA!

About Federal Holidays...

Happy Fourth friends,

American for reference

It's Independence Day, which is one of the 10 Federal Holidays. I've always been confused about federal holidays, because in my mind the ranking of most important holidays is something like:
1. Christmas
2. Easter
3. Thanksgiving
4. The Fourth of July
5. Halloween (which might be higher on your list if you're a child, like the horror genre, or have friends to party with)
6. New Year's Eve
7. Mother's Day and Father's Day equally... in that order.
8. Valentines Day (which might be higher on your list if like you're not allergic to red food dye)

A mini-post salad

HI!

I'm The Noah. This *gestures around my blog* is my blog.

I write a lot of blog posts nobody reads because my blog is rubbish, and even more blog posts that nobody reads because I don't finish them or finish them and don't post them.

I want to try a few of the topics that felt like they were worth a full blog post but turned out to be like a paragraph, so this one's going to be a quilt of little mini blog post topics. A blog hodgepodge of sorts. A cocktail of sorts. An agglomeration of sorts. A little blog post salad for your reading eyes to taste. 

Feel free to read all, some, or none of them depending on whether the titles tickle your fancy. My fancy was certainly wouldn't be tickled by any of them, so there's no judgement from me if you skip a few.

Is this a salad? What is meaning?

Water Is Wet? (feat. a rant about personality types)

Alternative title: The Noah Takes 1300 Words to Argue Nothing About Nothing to Nobody

Hey! My name’s The Noah and THIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIS is Noahbody Cares, the blog in which I discuss that about which Nobody cares... about... on my blog.

Thanks for reading Nobody.

In my friend group at university, there are only about 2 topics of conversation that come up every day: enneagram-like personality tests and whether or not water is wet.

The State of Feminism, Marvel Movies, and Fanboidom

Hello Nobody,

I'm The Noah, and this is my blog where I write things No(ah)body cares about. I bought noahbodycares.com too, if you’d like to bookmark that page. My brother Nicolas and I are still working on the page, but I think it looks cool thus far.

^{Look at All These Fonts.}

_nifty!

Brie Larson what a transition, is the lead actor (or actress if you prefer) in the latest Marvel Studios film CAPTAIN MARVEL. According to a lot of random people on the internet, she is a radical feminist (I haven’t looked up any of her opinions on things because I don’t really care what a random actor thinks about complex issues that barely affect them), but a lot of young men on the internet seem to really care. The film has been bombarded with negative reviews since the review pages opened, some by anti-feminists who haven’t even seen the movie. Everyone agrees that this is disgusting, regressive, anti-woman conduct…………………… and I agree…………… but I want to talk about where these young men are coming from.

PART 1: In Defense of The Indefensible I Guess?

Hating Puns Doesn't Make You Smart

HEY NOBODY!

I'm The Noah and this is The Noahbody Cares, the blog where I write things Nobody cares about. Oak-kay, I'm going to go out on a limb and say that you are currently having one of tree reactions: 1. I wonder where this post is going? 2. Wait, why are there tree puns suddenly? or 3. OH MY GOSH STOP MAKING PUNS!!!! PUNS! ARE! NOT! FUNNY!

If you hate puns please read on.
They aren't all jokes like this.

This ONE trick got my blood pressure from 135 down to 26!

THAT'S RIGHT. I'm going to use the Georgia font for this one! (that's the last default font on blogger. I mean, I could always download more fonts or move the blog over to a better website, but that would require effort.)

... I'm The Noah and this is Noahbody [space] Cares [Capital N Capital C] Let's go!

A code/puzzle with a CASH PRIZE

Alright, this one isn't normal. First person to decode this wins $10 and a shout out. I'm serious.
Okay. Here's the puzzle:

A Veranda Post from my Phone

Pssst. Can I tell you a secret? ... I’m The Noah. This is Noahbodycares. The blog where I write a blog and sometimes people accidentally click on the page and click away. Other than that nobody reads it. 

That said, hi nobody! Life’s been fine thanks for asking! How are you? (just kidding I don’t care)

This isn't a Blog Post

Hey, it's The Noah. I'm really busy and tired and I JUST wanted to let you know I'm not dead. I'm writing a post soon.

Thanks for subscribing. It means a lot.

The REAL Santa

The name's The. Noah, The.

Hi! This is my blog, Noahbody Cares, where I write things nobody cares about and then nobody reads it.

While you're here nobody, you're just who I wanted to talk to, because despite Netflix relentlessly pushing their original Christmas content, nobody watched The Christmas Chronicles... Almost nobody... anyway Dad said he heard good reviews for it, so I watched the whole thing and it is BIZARRE. It's targeted more at kids and families with young kids, which Dad would have seen if he'd read any reviews for it! Regardless, I want to talk about some of the things I found really interesting about the movie.

The movie is set in 2018. (Yes, I'm doing a movie review for a Netflix Original now. It's my blog; I can write about whatever I want. Yes, that was an appropriate placement of a semicolon. Now stop interrupting me)

Also, minor spoilers ahead but it's a freaking Netflix original Christmas movie I'm not going to ruin anything.

remember to put page break here:

Twenty One Pilots: Every Trench reference to fire (the sun, light, etc.)

Hey Clique and whoever else happens to be reading this,
I'm The Noah. This is Noahbody Cares, the blog that critics are saying is a blog...

I really love Twenty One Pilots. The way Tyler Joseph and Josh Dun write lyrics that are 49% highly complex imagery 49% confusing metaphors and 2% glorious puns while still being catchy enough to play on Pop-Radio blows my mind.
A lot of the visual metaphors in Twenty One Pilots last two albums have been about fire (or heat or light) so I just wanted to talk about that. I wanted to figure out if the Sun, Fire, Heat represent something consistent across all of Twenty One Pilots recent music.

Fire for reference

Does God Google?

Hello to the nobody I’m writing this for,

I’m The Noah. The one and only. And THIS blog is my fun side-project I like to call Noahbody Cares! I’m going to be honest with you, Nobody, I’ve been having a bit of writers block lately. For some reason I really want my next post to live up to the high standards of this blog, but I'm afraid it won't…

Which is odd because if you’ve been here for even a few posts you know

There are no standards for

this blog.

Anyway,

I needed something I could write about quickly without too much thinking, so I turned to a higher power for guidance… Google (just kidding I prayed about it… then I started messing around with Google). I logged out of my Google account and typed in “Does God…” followed by random letters to see what kinds of things people were searching for about God. Maybe there’d be a good idea for something to write about in there.

Time to play “Does God Google!”

How to Change a Flat Tire (Without Feeling like a Failure)

Hey Internet,

My name is The Noah,

and THIS is Noahbody Cares!


My younger sister Nat also has a blog and it's low key pretty great (linked to in the vicinity of right about here: natandarthur.wordpress.com). In that blog she anthropomorphizes her Juvenile Rheumatoid Arthritis (that means she gives human characteristics to it. You just can't get through one of my posts without learning a word... unless you already knew that word. It's not that uncommon, so maybe you did.) and calls him "Arthur." I think this is super cool because it gives her the ability to talk about her arthritis with friends or in public without having to explain the condition to people who will never wrap their heads around it. She can just say "Arthur's been a pain in the butt lately". By anthropomorphizing him she can also confront him by saying things like "I know eating healthier gives me more power over Arthur, but I still have to live with him for now." 

Her blog gave me the inspiration to plagiarize...

Top Ten Study Tips (alternate title: How I Optimized Cookie Clicker)

Hello literate, sighted people and potentially those being read to,

I'm The Noah

First name The,

Last name Noah,

And THIS is Noahbody Cares. Sorry for accidentally making a post I cared about last time, we should be back to your regularly scheduled RUBBISH now.

So I'm a sophomore at [university], and it can be stressful to sit and do homework alone. Sometimes I combat this by doing homework with others, though I've yet to find a group that doesn't get distracted every .5 seconds (Yes, I'm aware the common denominator in all these groups is the fact they contain exactly 1 The Noah). When I really need to focus I find somewhere quiet and promise myself I'll work hard for at least an hour or two. 

It was around the 2 hr mark on one of these solo missions that I decided to revisit an old passive game Cookie Clicker http://orteil.dashnet.org/cookieclicker/ (one of those "clicker" games where you watch a number increase and you can leave and come back every few hours or days and buy things to make the number increase faster.) I figured I'd play for a few minutes and get back to work... And I did... For a while...

Doubt: An analogy

Hey, it's Noah.

Today my friend Mia was talking about a story in Luke 24 where Jesus hid his identity from two disciples while they walked together on the road to Emmaus. It was so amazing, I wanted to retell it in my own words here. Thanks Mia.

Luke 24:13-29 - A Noah paraphrase

How could Jesus leave us? How could they kill him? We really thought He was going to be the One. The One to save us. The Messiah... And now He's been dead for three days. The 11 disciples have gone back into hiding. The rest of us don't know what to do. He said to follow, but to where? Where  are we going?

Questions burned in the two downtrodden disciples minds as they trudged down the dirt path. Occasionally one of them would break the silence and blurt out a question they both had: "Why did He say He would save us?" "Was the prophet ever really the Son of God?" "If it was all a lie, what do we do now?" The conversation would gradually change to speculation and planning for the future, then they would both fall silent again for another mile or so, lost in the pain, the doubt, and the fear.

While they were talking, a young traveler sped up to walk beside them. "What's up? What are you two arguing about?"

"What do you mean" one replied. "Have you been living under a rock?"

"What's the news?" the traveler asked noticing their depressed expressions

The other disciple chimed in "A man came into town... well a prophet. A really powerful prophet. We thought He was going to be the One to save us. That he would lead us out of captivity. He healed the sick and lame and... But anyway, now He's dead! He's been dead three days. The rulers and priests had him killed on a cross! We don't know where His body is. We don't know where to go. He told us to follow Him and we both left so much behind and followed him this far... Now. I don't know..." He trailed off and stared at his feet.

The other disciple had hardly glanced up while his friend spoke. "We thought... We though this prophet Jesus was going to... I don't know... Redeem Israel. We truly believed."

The traveller waited patiently for them to stop, then responded with unexpected bluntness. "How foolish are you? You know what the prophets wrote! You know the scripture. This Jesus said He was the Son of God. That He had to die to save you. He gave up everything, far more than you did, even His life out of love because the scriptures say He HAD to die! And NOW, now that His tomb is empty you have second thoughts!?"

The traveller laid out example after example of old testament prophecies that Jesus fulfilled with his life and Death. "In Zechariah 11 it said God would be valued at 30 pieces of silver, which is what Judas sold him out for." "His bones were unbroken like the Passover lambs in Leviticus." "He was offered Vinegar and Gall mirroring Psalm 69." His list continued for several miles. Every few examples a disciple would interject, often admitting that they wanted to believe, but that it still left them so empty. Once they reached their destination, the three men stood outside and continued to shoot prophecies, questions, and explanations back and forth. Eventually the traveller said his goodbyes and started back on the road, but the disciples insisted he come in and rest for the night before continuing.

When they sat down inside, the traveller offered to bless their meal. He prayed, broke the bread, and for the first time, the disciples realized that he was Jesus. As soon as they saw him, he vanished, and one lept to his feet

"What just happened? He was listening while we were berating Him. Our hearts were burning! We said all that and He still calmly explained Himself. He still taught us about the scriptures, even when we said we didn't believe in Him!" They couldn't believe that God was still there the whole time, but now their heads reeled as the pieces all came into place.

The other disciple was still sitting down staring at the place where the risen Jesus had just broken bread. Then it clicked "It had to happen this way. He had to die. He had to walk with us without revealing Himself right away so we would believe... It all had to happen just like this. We just couldn't see it."


My Year - (Feat. A Paraphrase of Mia's Paraphrase)

It's Summer. Why am I so consistently stressed out? I'm on my own. I'm doing my best, but I'm still failing classes with my crippling procrastination and gripping perfectionism. If I can't motivate myself to clean my room and write my brother a best man speech how am I supposed to pass my second year of college classes? Why do I half-ass my faith? I haven't a quiet time in months. Why do I always feel like I'm barely getting by by the skin of my teeth? Why is my faith so weak? I want to believe, but all these questions burn inside me, like where am I going?

What if this whole religion was fake? What would I do then? I'm scared to research my core beliefs because every time I do I end up questioning everything! Okay, I'll just suck it up, school's staring it's time to march on. So I march on in silence. Let's put the questions on the shelf in my mind. But I still take them out at night sometimes: "What if God lies?" "Why doesn't He talk to me like He did that one time, when the slides on the screen answered the questions that burned in my mind? He talked through song lyrics and impromptu speeches and it was so real then but I was like 16. Where's God been since then." I've got to keep marching through the semester. It's day two, I'm doing well so far.

I look up a spoken word I wrote earlier this Summer and never released. Where I argued with God about why He's silent all the time. I beg for Him to step in again if He's real, but I'm starting to doubt that He is. I go to my history class, lost in the pain, the doubt, and the fear. let's put our religion on the shelf in my mind with my doubts for a minute. I try to relax and not think about it.

It's been a while since I ate and I feel so foggy headed, but I promised I'd go to worship tonight, it's just an hour, we'll eat after. So I stumble into Cru and sit down in the back. I try to worship genuinely... I wish I could hear God so for the hundredth time this Summer I pray with no reply... and then discipleship starts. Mia gets up to talk about Luke 24. She always paraphrases the scripture's in such a fun laid back tone. I still feel so foggy headed, so I pray that God helps me think clearly. I doubt He'll answer because the food I eat is physical Biology, not a spiritual thing.

I've got an Andy Mineo song stuck in my head, then Mia says verbatim one of the lines "it's like there's a fog around them, and they can't see." [Clarity] That makes me think of my playlist I'd been building this Summer of songs that represent my ongoing spiritual battle/emotional trauma/general baggage. Then Mia starts rapidfire throwing out song titles from the playlist. Getting more songs stuck in my head "He doesn't forget about you in your doubt" [Doubt] "He doesn't judge you when it gets so heavy" [Heavy]. She keeps going and I feel like God is maybe, possibly, just maybe speaking through her unprepared address about the scripture. (Note: If you don't understand the song references that's not the point. The point was that the specific words Mia used resonated with me in a way they wouldn't have with anyone else.)

So I listen closely to every word. "The disciples are like Yo! God's still here we just couldn't see Him. And God like still loved them and didn't judge them... Well I mean i guess He called 'em fools. But He still loved them and took the time to talk with them." then she started going off on a tangent, which she seemed to be making up as she went, but which was exactly what I needed to hear. Because of the way she takes on people's roles and makes them talk like her when she tells stories, she was talking from the perspective of God. "He's like, 'Yo, I'm still here, I'm going to sit down with you right where you are. I've been walking right beside you this whole time.' And I'll bet He's just been thinking 'If you could just see the big picture, you'd know that it had to happen this way.' Like He could've just not hid himself so they didn't recognize him and gone 'BOOM! I'M JESUS! I AIN'T DEAD! ... ALSO Y'ALL ARE FOOLS!' But then they might've just thought they were dehydrated or something and explained it away like we do with most miracles."

After she finished talking I sat there for a second staring at the place where Mia had been standing and teaching. Then it clicked It had to happen this way. He had to die. He had to walk with me without revealing Himself right away so I would believe... It all had to happen just like this. I just couldn't see it.


This isn't a normal post, but this hasn't been a normal year. I hope I've seen the worst of my unbelief, but I'm glad God's still listening even through all my doubts... Thanks for checking in God. I'm free whenever you need me. Until next time.
~ Noah

The Taylor Swift Theory

Okay, let's try again... Hi! I'm Noah, this is my blog that "Noahbody Cares" about. You know what else nobody cares about. Your dreams. (what a smooth segway [at least it could've been if I hadn't pointed it out thus defeating its purpose {actually I might not have even needed a segway because it was like one sentence into my post (also, now you've forgotten what I was segwaying too and you're just making sure I get the order of these nested parentheses right [note: yes the period goes before the close parenthesis.])}]) It was dreams... I want to talk about dreams. 

Don't worry, I'm not going to talk about my dreams much, because while that would be fun for me, it would be dull as heck for everyone who wasn't there. a.k.a. "everyone". No. I want to talk about the act of dreaming. And I want to make an argument that literally NOBODY has ever thought about: Taylor Swift is an avid lucid dreamer!

Top 10 advices from the advice giving person that's myself, an enlightened sophomore (hey good job on the title, Noah.)

Top 10 advices from the advice giving person that's myself, an enlightened sophomore.

Hey guys! I’m The Noah, and this is Noahbody Cares (with one space sometimes, but sometimes with no space, and sometimes spelled "Noah Buddy Cares" idk. I’m kinda winging this branding thing) How's it going? [ Insert obligatory apology for not posting in like a year-ish ] Sorry? I know you've all been eager to hear my thoughts and by you I mean  nobody in 2018, but maybe somebody is reading these in the distant future if I become famous and people have to scrutinize everything I said as an edgy teen and hold them up to whatever standards exist in the future. Hello future people! I think black people shouldn't say the N-word and standardized tests are the best way to measure general intelligence or comprehension of specific information.

...Well that was disaster of an introduction. This post is already a mess and I haven't even started. Now that the nobody that was reading this has clicked away in confusion, I want to talk about some stuff I learned this last year. Obviously as a high schooler and college freshmen, I didn't know anything, but now  I've completed two semesters, have all A's except for one B, one C, one D, and one F (that was a weird coincidence). I'm legally a sophomore now, which I think means I've reached enlightenment and have all the answers for everyone's lives with no exceptions. SO... Idk, Imma make some generalized rules I guess. 

HERE IS, TEN RULES FOR, like, people, mostly college freshmen if any of those ever read this.... LET'S GO!

RULE #1: Don't do your best on your homework. Give it 80% effort

I know that sounds bad, but all the times I failed was from trying to do my absolute 100% best work. That "F" I mentioned earlier: it was a writing class. Now I can write some GREAT essays, but I picked a really complex nuanced topic and spent way too long researching, and I ran out of time to write my final paper. It would've been the BEST paper my teacher had ever seen....... if I'd actually had time to write it. It'd actually be less embarrassing if I'd just not shown up to class for peer reviews bc I got drunk every Tuesdays like the guy I sat next to every time he showed up. In fact, I'm pretty sure that guy made at least a C and his papers were about why college cost too much or something stupid like that. So yeah, just  pick easier topics and do the minimum you need to do to get an A, rather than procrastinating because you can't make yourself vomit up a B or C worthy assignment.

Speaking on the guys I sat next to:
RULE #@: Don't forget to stop holding down shift when you type numbers. Sorry that @ was supposed to be a 2, but I keep doing that so I'm not fixing this one. [edit note: I went back to format this stuff and made the ": D" into a smiley face. I'm not fixing that either bc it's cute. I hope everyone's following this post bc it makes no sense.]

ACTUAL RULE #2: Don't sit in the back 1/3 of the classroom.
I'm pretty sure if you map out people's grades, A students sit in the 2nd and 3rd row, bright B and C students sit in the front, and D and F students sit in the back. Actually, that's just a guess I bet people have studied this, let me Google it...



Yeah, here's a gif I found that confirms my preexisting bias, so I'll assume that it's true. No need for further research. You want to sit with A-making students for several reasons: 
1) you'll spend too much time in class to meet many people you don't sit with on a regular basis
2) if you ask for people's numbers the first few days of class, you can get them to text you notes, ask them about unclear assignments, and they probably pay better attention than you too. 
#) Darn it! 3) The teacher will know you. I mean. Most teacher's know me because I'm a loud person, I'm answer questions, and I write happy little thank you notes and sometimes math jokes in the white space on my tests, but for the rest of you timid little introverts there are a lot of little perks to getting to know your professors. Which is why you should go to office hours too. In fact...

RULE #3: Also, go to office hours. As mentioned in rule 2.3 (2-3)?
What is this numbering system, also what kind of order are the rules in? Was 2-3 a subrule under the main rule? I'm so confused!!

RULE #4: Negotiate for higher wages often, and don't turn on your high beams when it's raining so hard you can barely see, they won't help.
What am I writing? Can we get back to college related advice please? FINE. I mean I think the high beams thing is especially important too bc you'll just light up the water drops in the air and not the road but fine let's do more college advice.

RULE #5: Make friends!
It's not a life tip list without a piece of advice that's both obvious and not advice. How many rules did I promise, like 10? Okay, I'll just do some more non-advice.

RULES 6-10: Be yourself! Don't sell yourself short! Know your limits! Be good! Pass all your classes, then graduate, maybe with honors, definitely with a good grasp of what kind of person you want to be for the rest of your life!


I don't know what the heck I'm doing. Thanks for reading nobody. If it's the future, leave a comment about how college is free now and not stressful and I'm a bad person for not already knowing that that's how college is in the future. That's the second time I've gone on this tangent about scrubbing celebs' online activity I'll get off my soapbox and clean my room now.

Good luck Nat,
~The Noah

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Nnfh9J3I3g

 I'm The Noah, and this is NOAHBODY CARES the YOUTUBE CHANNEL!!!

 I made a video covering the story that spans across 16 Blockbuster films. The MCU exists on a scale unlike anything we've seen in film history. Above is a link to my breakdown of the entire history of the MARVEL cinematic universe in under 6 minutes.

 It's my first attempt at any sort of animation, so please subscribe. If you like vague promises of more content similar to this then I can deliver!... those promises, not necessarily more animations like that. Whatever stuff I make, it'll be in my unique overly analytical, satirical, nerdy style.

 - - I'm thinking about doing a history of the DCEU vid or more in depth breakdowns of the multi-movie character arcs in Marvel movies. I'm also working on some video essays and song breakdowns in the meantime. What do you think I should make more of? - -

 I value your feedback and suggestions bc I have no real idea where I want to take this channel, but I want to take it places and create things I'll be proud of! (Proud of which I'll be? Of which I'll be proud? That still sounds wrong...) Anyway, watch the video and subscribe and stuff! I'll create more things soon!

 Catch ya later,

-THE Noah

On God and rocks and such

Can God make a rock so big he can't pick it up?

Also, Hey everyone! I'm The Noah and THIS is Noahbody Cares!

But seriously, can God make a rock so heavy he can't lift it?

If He can't, then it would seem that God isn't omniscient (all-powerful) right? Because there is a thing that He can't do.
If He can, then it would seem that God isn't omniscient because there is a rock that could be imagined that He can't lift.

Unrelated Meme. Lol.

It's a paradox (something that seems to be self-contradicting, but seems like it has to be possible). And I HATE PARADOXES!

They drive overanalyzers like me CRAZY! The other day my friend asked me this question and followed it up with "I don't know if this is Blasphemy (offensively challenging or lying about God), but if God actually ISN'T omniscient, it does solve a lot of paradoxes." That proposal isn't original, but it does worry me. I've always been told not to put God in a box......... SO LET'S DO IT!

Let's talk about God's relationship with big rocks!

Genesis 1:1 "In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth." - God made the big rock I'm standing on right now (the Earth) and all the way crazier huge rocks in space (the Heavens).
It also seems to me like God created SPACE AND TIME; how else can there be "THE beginning"?

God seems pretty much more powerful than all those rocks, but let's see if there are some limitations on him later on...

Joshua 10:12-15 (Look it up... I'm serious. You literally have a computer in your hands right now, why haven't you opened another tab yet?) If these verses are taken at face value, which I personally believe they should be, then God has complete power over gravity. A few thousand years ago, people thought all you had to do to make the sun and moon stand still in the sky would be stop the SUN. But now we know the Earth is rotating and spinning around the Sun. The Sun is a tiny speck spinning around the HUGE star at the center of the Milky Way Galaxy. And this WHOLE GALAXY and all the other galaxies are spinning around something so far away and so huge we have NO IDEA WHAT IT IS! God froze all of it, Black holes the density of ten billion suns, supernovas, galaxies, etc. for several hours. Then he just started it back moving again

In Matthew 4:3 The Devil tells Jesus to turn some rocks into bread which would totally break the conservative law of energy since bread has WAY more calories than rocks (77 cal per gram vs 4 cal per gram.) And in Matthew 14 Jesus definitely breaks the conservative law of mass and engery when he feeds 5000 people with a fistful of bread.

In the rest of the Bible God parts oceans, heals illnesses in an instant, forgives sins, raises the dead and walks on water. I'm pretty sure there isn't a rock God can't lift!

 So what's the answer to the question? Can God make a rock so big he can't pick it up?
I don't have a problem with saying no. The idea that such a rock could exist puts a limit on how much God can lift. As humans, we can move words around to make sentences that start with "GOD CAN'T" but don't limit Him. Like "God can't make a mistake" "God can't forget about promises He made" "God can't be worse than me at Chess" etc. etc. If God COULD make mistakes, back out of a deal, or be outsmarted by me, THAT would limit His amazing power.

So no. God can't make a rock too big for Him to pick up............ Or maybe He can. I have no idea.

Just remember GOD doesn't fit in your box... And He ROCKS!
This was all building up to that pun. Hope it was worth it. Thanks for sticking around. :0)

  - The Noah