When he was at the table with them, he took bread, gave thanks, broke it and began to give it to them. Then their eyes were opened and they recognized him, and he disappeared from their sight. They asked each other, “Were not our hearts burning within us while he talked with us on the [...]

Am busy being dead blog recently. Have felt very little compulsion to use the internets lately. Anyone else feeling similarly? I think it’s mostly being busy–with loads of fun stuff (dancing, hanging with Jr. High students at church, etc.) and also some studying for licensure exam, which will officially be taken on April 21. So [...]

Every time Ray goes to feed the chickens, I imagine its a little something like this. Ray = Gonzo.

As you may know, 7-11 has been developing their name as a purveyor of fine wines and, to that end, will be sponsoring the annual California Vintner’s Association conference in Napa this spring. In order to educate and assist shoppers from all walks of life, particularly those who are new to the world of wine, [...]

It’s been difficult for me to decide who to honor with association to those hilarious balcony critics, Statler and Waldorf. The fact that I loved their sarcasm and derision even as a young child probably suggests a great deal about my character, but lovable they are. I have so many friends with a well-developed level [...]

Enjoy. Also, what the hey?

Scooter, this happy-go-lucky, cheerful, guitar-playing, wearer of glasses reminds me of our friend Jason Y. He also loves a good bass line.

Denise (listening to Beyonce, i.e. bootyshaking music): Paul! Doesn’t this song make you wanna shake something? Paul: Yeah. A baby.

I’m not really sure how the discussion started, but at some point in late December 2008, the husband and I started trying to decide which Muppet each of our friends and family members were most like. We outlined quite a number before realizing that most people would probably find this likening-to-puppets quite insulting. Then we [...]

The trouble with Christmas shopping is I always start really late, and am never really sure if I’m done. Maybe one more genius idea will strike me in the next 72 hours and I will simultaneously develop a burning desire to again experience the insanity of a local mall. Maybe I’m more done than I [...]