Language is a funny thing. I think it’s funniest when it’s not intended to be funny. I don’t think puns are funny, really. Clever isn’t really very funny. But language is funny. Funny strange. If I said something like, “Whose … Continue reading
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If there was a piece of pie sitting on the kitchen table, and I wanted it, I would circle the table like a wolf around a campfire, teeth bared, eyes blazing in the firelight, growling… Now of course, if someone … Continue reading
…go round and round. I was thinking about the logistics of being a child this morning. If you listen to some of these songs that are written for children, life sounds like it was designed to roll pretty smoothly. Except … Continue reading
You don’t see many monks walking around grooving to loud music. You don’t see many monks with boomboxes on their shoulders. I stopped listening to my radio yesterday. It’s busy at the post office…frenetic. My Jeep Cherokee is piled with … Continue reading
In the pack I run with, I am known for being a magnificently coordinated man. Actually, that’s not completely true. If I was known for any attribute pertaining to my motor skills, I probably am more known for being “functionally … Continue reading
I’ve heard that Hell is a lake of fire….a place of endless torment and gnashing of teeth, wailing…terror and pain. We ate at Taco Bell yesterday…and it got me thinking about what Hell might also be. What if Hell was … Continue reading
My daughter, Sparrow, is just a little over a week old now. Sparrow laughs in her sleep sometimes. Big smile and then a little baby laugh. I wondered about that the other day. A week into a life, you don’t … Continue reading
They are sticking it to us at the PO these days. They are sticking it to us in the best sense of the word. We are going through our paces big time during the early part of this Christmas season. … Continue reading
Sometimes when a radio wasn’t working right, you could kind of rap it on something and get a signal to come in for a while. You could rap it, and you might get a snippet of news or some … Continue reading
I am Judas. I’m the guy who sits and waits for the rooster to stop crowing, knowing all the while what it might mean. I don’t think there is a day that goes by where I don’t betray or disappoint … Continue reading