Hoh Hummm!!!

Well, let me see. I will not keep you long in this post. I just ned to post because it has been over a week and NARS will be at my door ready to confiscate my computer. I did get a new cat, Mushu. He is quite the little devil. He really is. His name is really fitting, such a bad kitten. My swimming pool arrived and will be full of water today, allbeit ice-cold water. It will warm up eventually. I have a huge mound of dirt that needs to be moved now. So much to do so little time. Okay, I have time...I just don't want to. I hope all is well in the rest of blog world. God bless you guys.

I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter...

Yes, away to the kitchen I flew like a flash. Friday morning about 4:45 am, the dead of the night was interrupted by the horrible screaching sirens of my burglar alarm. I know that the only way to set that off is for something to be open. If someone opens something at that hour with you home, the results are not usually good. So I jump up in the bed, spring down the hall. My first instint is to make noise so that it sounds as if there are more than one. So I holler and clap my hands really loud. In retrospect that may not have been the wisest thing to do. Here is me running down the hall ready to go hand to hand with an unknown assailant.

This is a very exciting story, isn't it? You are probably on the edge of your seat right now.

To be continued...

Just kidding. I get to the kitchen and the back door is open. The intruder...(play suspenseful music)...none other than the wind. It seems that the door had not been closed well. The wind blew hard from the east and pushed it open. It took me an hour to go back to sleep. It was quite alarming. More alarming than that was the fact that Tabithia grabbed the handgun from the drawer and was behind me. I guess after my hand to hand failed she was ready to shoot one of us or both. She had never even fired he thing. That could have been very interesting.

Oh, well, it does make good blog material.

In Need of Assistance

Hello everyone. It is me again. Who else would it be this is my blog. Anyway. I need a little help. A member from Oklahoma is trying to get to BTI. I said in the district conventions i would try to work out everything that tries to hinder that effort. This member has no transportation to get there. Here is where I need help. Does anyone know of anyone that is going? If someone from out west is passing through that area it could really be a blessing. PLease let me know if you know anyone that is going. Please. This member has raised the funds to go but has no way.

Any takers?

Que Music, "You're my brother, you're my sister, so take me by the hand, together we will work until He comes. There's no foe that can defeat us when we're working side by side. As long as there is love we will stand."

Been Busy

I must first apologize for the weakness of that last post. That must be the reason I only had one comment on it. Bless you, Sister Smith. I hope to redeem myself somewhat here. Hopefully all of my other readers have not been bored to death.

I do not have a comical story to share, merely just a longing. I was reading through 1 Kings chapter 8 the other day. Solomon had finished the work on the temple. He worked 20 years to make this thing perfect. He made sure that even parts of this place that were not even visible of noticeable were impressive to God. They went all out. While dedicating the temple, Solomon did not boast about how great it was, he did not go on and on about all that was performed. He said there was no God like our God, great in mercy and grace (not so much in those words). He said that the heavens and the heaven of heaven could not contain Him. He filled the place so that the ministers could not minister. God does not inhabit inanimate temples, but rather these fleshly ones. I want to ensure that this is the most wonderful temple (my heart an life). I want to go all out as did Solomon and ensure even the hidden parts that no one sees are pleasing unto Him.

The temple was the place to bear His name and I have covenanted that I, too, bear His name. There were those in the Bible that wanted to marry/covenant solely to take away their reproach but stated they would wear their own clothes, eat their own food. I desire what God has prepared for me. I desire that superfluous presence as noted in the day of Solomon. He cannot be contained. I desire not to contain, but rather that overflowing presence run over and touch everyone that I come in contact with. Time is so very short and souls are in eminent danger.

God could not be contained in the writings of Malachi as the windows of heaven open. He could not be contained to the widow woman who borrowed vessels not a few. She was asking her sons for another. He could not be contained in the life of Mary who was overshadowed by the Holy Ghost. She had a Truth within her that had to be delivered. He could not be contained in the prophecy of Joel and the upper room fruition of that prophecy. The upper room itself could not contain Him as they hit the street with the all nations message. Jeremiah said He was as fire shut up in his bones.

I want to go all out for Him! I want to cross over that threshold that I find myself standing at so many times. Mary questioned how what Gabriel told her could be. She knew of no natural way for that to happen. We serve a supernatural God. I desire the power of the Highest to overshadow me and perform His divine will.

God bless you all. I have this longing within me, do you?

What to say...

Hmm...let me see. Our beautiful warm weather has taken leave for a few days. In fact I am covering the apple trees tonight. Brrrrrr. It has been exceptionally busy at work this week. I have been rather sluggish at home.

Tuesday I went to Memphis and bought a swimming pool. I have thought about that thing ever since. It will be installed on the 20th. So until then I wait. I would not want to be in a pool for a few days anyway. Too cold.

Looks like we will have an Egg hunt on Saturday. That should be interesting to see these kids scrap it out for some hard boiled eggs. Also some plastic. I will try to take lots of pictures, especially if a fight breaks out. I will get a few pics then intervene. I have to have evidence you know. Kids are so like that. One minute they are playing together well, the next someone is peeling then apart. They have such short fuses. I know some adults like that. For some reason they failed to develop. With kids they have such short attention spans, they are over it so quickly. They usually hold no grudge. These adults on he other hand do. I have noone in mind as I write this or anything I have experienced recently. I've been around. I know things, a few. I know what this needs...another springtime pic.

More Spring Pics

Warm Weather Pics

I have been saving these for a while. I tried to post ehm yesterday but had trouble getting them on there. Here's just a few pics since the weather has gotten nice. Enjoy!

Big News!!!!!

I cannot believe that I am so dumb. I am not talking about the fact that i walked into a sliding glass door last night. Yes, I did. I was at work trying to eat my lunch, when this enormous fly began to fly around me. I noticed it went into the back section of the department so I closed it in with a sliding glass door that divides the two. It is never closed. When i finished my lunch I got up and went to go to the back section, Wham!!!!!! I hit that door so hard that i bounced off of it. I just laughed. What else can you do when you do something that stupid in front of your co-workers. It was hilarious. I had a big red spot on my right temple where I hit so hard. But that is not the big news or the reason of my "dumbness."

On Sunday the 18th, I was in charge of Sunday pm services. I preached that message about overcoming our enemies. I asked those who needed special prayer to come up after the altar service. We prayed for each one. When we made it down the line, I asked for prayer for migraines. I normally have 2-3 headaches a week minimum. The week prior to this service I had headaches 5 out of 7 days. Monday came, no headache. Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday (and still going). I forgot that I had asked for prayer. I realized that I had no headaches and thanked the Lord for it. I asked Tabithia in Sunday School if I had been prayed for. She said I had. I even got someone to confirm it. I was so excited. I could not contain the joy. I could not wait until service. I sat there hoping I would be asked to testify. And sure enough I was. I left it all out. Thank the Lord for healing!!!!!!!! I just had to tell the news! I have suffered for I don't know how long with these terrible headaches. I t feels great to be free!!!! Thank you Jesus!!!!

Mostly Lurking

Well, I have been around your blogs lately nosing around. It isn't really nosing if you post it publicly for everyone to see. I have been reading them. I just don't have much to say. my quick wit has slowed a bit along with my metabolism. Just a sign of age. I am no fogey yet though. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Don't anyone be offended by my age comment. I know many that read this that are way older than me which would say that their wit is nearly nonexistent. Oh, I am not helping matters one bit. Really though, I think if you post something totally obnoxious you are much more likely to get comments. I guess most people are just lurking, too.

Really I have so very little to blog about. I preached Sunday pm at my local Church. I had very little along the lines of notes. It went very well. It was taken from the 17-18 Psalms. In the 18 David said that he cried unto the Lord and the Lord heard. Chapter 17 is the cry. Chapter 18 is the evidence that God answered. He stated that he was surrounded by those who sought his life, those that were out to destroy him. He was innocent and Saul and him men were after him like an enemy of state. He sought refuge in a barren, harsh wasteland. In chapter 18 he stated that God came down. It seemed to him that God stopped all He was doing to minister to his need. Doesn't it seem that way sometimes. Our problems like to encircle us and leave us dead in our tracks. They like to tell us we can't do it, can't make it. David said his enemies prevented him, they stopped him, disrupted his life. He went on to say that the Lord was his stay. The Lord was his rock, his courage, his feeling that enough is enough. Our enemies surround us to heckle and prevent us from serving God with all our hearts. They try to prevent us and disrupt our lives. But God is our stay. Enough is enough already. David went on later to say that jumped over his enemies and how he fought all of this by the Lord. Somewhere around verse 42, he beat his enemies and cast them out as the dust of the street. That night I had signs posted around the front that named some of our adversaries that come against us; sin, self loathing, self promotion, depression, sickness, fear, entanglement, unbelief...We prayed as David did and then took these foes casting them out as the dust of the streets. There is victory in Jesus. There is power to overcome our ugly enemies. We can do this.

God bless you all.

Spring Rains

Well, I hope all have recovered since the loss of sleep over the weekend. I must admit i slept in a bit yesterday to compensate. I have been accused of staleness so I thought it best to freshen things up a bit here. Saturday was such wonderful day. It was so warm and so nice. Ahhhhh!


Early that morning I had decided to borrow a chainsaw and trim some branches on my trees out front. Tabithia's grandpa came down and was craking the saw trying to get it to start. he has this really stupid dog that came down with him (his farm is right behind our house). This dog ran up and bit the chainsaw blade. It was not started but it sure cause a moment of panic for me. Well, it finally started and who should run up and attack but the stupid dog. It bit the moving chain. It took off running with a bloody mouth. He examined her and said he could not tell much about it. It must not have been too bad, because she tried it again and again. How dumb. I had horrible flashbacks all day long. But I still had a very good day.


I even mowed the yard. Finished a bird feeder with a twig roof. It is very neat. I have not tried the diner out yet to see if it will work.


Sunday was another good day in spite of the headache I got. That morning I taught the kids about prayer. I got very excited talking at one point. I took an old phone from the house and told them that talking to God in prayer was like talking (respectfully) to somone on the phone. There was no number to dial but it is a direct line. When you start it picked up on immediately. It does not matter whether there are many praying at the same time, He can make sense of it all. The kids struggle with prayer. They even stated they do not really know how to pray. So we talked about the pattern that Christ gave (the Lord's Prayer). It was a very good class. At the end we passed the telephone around to see if that would help them. They each took turns praying. One of them talked into the phone and said, "Okay, here he is." Then he handed the phone to me. That girl is such a mess.


That night we went to Pocahontas to preach there. I had a message ready but on the way up there I felt something totally different. I had Tabithia get my Bible out and turn to John 9 for me and tell me if that was where I wanted to be. It was what I was looking for. I had not a note one to fall back on. It was all on the spot. I had so much liberty. I t was so different for me some of what took place. The blind man there had suffered for all of those years for that moment. During the altar, I felt led to let the congregation know that this could be their moment. They lined the center isle for anointing anf prayer. It was a wonderful night.


Yesterday was a lazy day and that brings me to the rain we are having today. It is much needed. My yard is dry.


There is my update.

Fresh Stuff

Everyone likes fresh stuff. There's nothing like fresh laundry, fresh baked pies, fresh home-grown fruits and vegetables, the fresh smell after a rain and of course fresh blog posts. Did I get the word "fresh" in there enough? I decided it was a good time to make a new post. If thre anything fresh around here? I have already mentioned in a previous post that Spring is arriving. Well, it must have heard me and become offended because this weekend turned cold and windy. Brrrrr! There was even a big frost this morning. I have dafodils and hyacinths blooming in the yard. Tulips are not far behind. The lawn is looking somewhat gren wth clover and other weeds but, hey, at least it is green.

Children's Church has few stories to yield this week. It was fairly uneventful. You know we have the Ladybug Club. Well, I told them that they were collectively going to be a $100 worker. They seemed a bit overwhelmed by that. Two of them, sisters, went home and were talking it over with their mom. They insisted on making cookies. So they went to work and did so all afternoon long. Then came to Church and sold their cookies. They made $23.50. It was totally unexpected. They made me very proud. They went right to work. Now I know why there are some ways that we should be like children. On the other hand there are some ways that we should stop being like children. You know who I'm tlking to. No, I don't have anyone in mind. Or at least not anyone who is reading this. Well, maybe a couple of you. No, I am kidding. Oh, you are offended. I am sorry but you should not be such a child. Okay, maybe I am the one being childish.

Well this post should do for a few days. Maybe less. Last Tuesday, I posted 2 on the same day *applause* I am not that industrious today. Have a great Monday!!!!

Ways To Be Annoying

Adjust the tint on your tv so that all the people are green, and insist to others that you "like it that way".
Drum on every available surface.
Sing the Batman theme incessantly.
Staple papers in the middle of the page.
Ask 800 operators for dates.
Produce a rental video consisting entirely of dire FBI copy warnings.
Sew anti-theft detector strips into people's backpacks.
Hide dairy products in inaccessible places.
Write the surprise ending to a novel on its first page.
Specify that your drive-through order is "to go".
Set alarms for random times.
Learn Morse code, and have conversations with friends in public consisting entirely of "Beeeep Bip Bip Beeeep Bip..."
Buy large quantities of mint dental floss just to lick the flavor off.
Order a side of pork rinds with your filet mignon.
Leave your Nine Inch Nails tape in Great Uncle Ed's stereo, with the volume properly adjusted.
Publicly investigate just how slowly you can make a "croaking" noise.
Honk and wave to strangers.
Dress only in clothes colored Hunter's Orange.
Change channels five minutes before the end of every show.
Tape pieces of "Sweating to the Oldies" over climactic parts of rental movies.
Wear your pants backwards.
Decline to be seated at a restaurant, and simply eat their complementary mints by the cash register.
Begin all your sentences with "ooh la la!"
Rouse your roommates from slumber each morning with Lou Reed's "Metal Machine Music".
Leave someones printer in compressed-italic-cyrillic-landscape mode.
ONLY TYPE IN UPPERCASE.
only type in lowercase.
dont use any punctuation either
Buy a large quantity of orange traffic cones and reroute whole streets.
Pay for your dinner with pennies.
Tie jingle bells to all your clothes.
Repeat everything someone says, as a question.
Write "X - BURIED TREASURE" in random spots on all of someone's roadmaps.
Inform everyone you meet of your personal Kennedy assasination/UFO/OJ Simpson conspiracy theories.
Repeat the following conversation a dozen times: "Do you hear that?" "What?" "Never mind, it's gone now."
Light road flares on a birthday cake.
Wander around the restaurant, asking other diners for their parsley.
Leave tips in Bolivian currency.
Demand that everyone address you as "Conquistador".
Push all the flat Lego pieces together tightly.
At the laundromat, use one dryer for each of your socks.
When Christmas carolling, sing "Jingle Bells, Batman smells" until physically restrained.
Wear a cape that says "Magnificent One".
As much as possible, skip rather than walk.
Stand over someone's shoulder, mumbling, as they read.
Sing the "This is the song that never ends..." song. (Ya know, Lamb Chops?)
Leave your turn signal on for fifty miles.
Pretend your mouse is a CB radio, and talk to it.
Try playing the William Tell Overture by tapping on the bottom of your chin. When nearly done, announce "no, wait, I messed it up", and repeat.
Drive half a block.
Name your dog "Dog".
Inform others that they exist only in your imagination.
Reply to everything someone says with "that's what YOU think."
Lick the filling out of all the Oreos, and place the cookie parts back in the tray.
Cultivate a Norwegian accent. If Norwegian, affect a Southern Drawl.
Forget the punchline to a long joke, but assure the listener it was a "real hoot".
Routinely handcuff yourself to furniture, informing the curious that you don't want to fall off "in case the big one comes".
Follow a few paces behind someone, spraying everything they touch with a can of Lysol.
Deliberately hum songs that will remain lodged in co-workers' brains, such as "Feliz Navidad", the Archies' "Sugar" or the Mr. Rogers theme song.
While making presentations, occasionally bob your head like a parakeet.
Lie obviously about trivial things such as the time of day.
Make beeping noises when a person backs up.
Leave your Christmas lights up and lit until September.
Change your name to John Aaaaasmith for the great glory of being first in the phone book. Claim it's a Hawaiian name, and demand that people pronounce each A.
Sit in your front yard pointing a hair dryer at passing cars to see if they slow down.
Chew on pens that you've borrowed.
Invent nonsense computer jargon in conversations, and see if people play along to avoid the appearance of ignorance.
Wear a LOT of cologne.
Ask to "interface" with someone.
Listen to 33rpm records at 45rpm speed, and claim the faster speed is necessary because of your "superior mental processing".
Sing along at the opera.
Mow your lawn with scissors.
At a golf tournament, chant "swing-batatatatatata-suhWING-batter!"
Finish all your sentences with the words "in accordance with prophesy".
Ask the waitress for an extra seat for your "imaginary friend".
Go to a poetry recital and ask why each poem doesn't rhyme.
Ask your co-workers mysterious questions, and scribble their answers in a notebook. Mutter something about "psychological profiles".
Incessantly recite annoying phrases, such as "sticky wicket isn't cricket."
Stare at static on the tv and claim you can see a "magic picture".
Select the same song on the jukebox fifty times.
Scuff your feet on a dry, shaggy carpet and seek out victims.
Do not add any inflection to the end of your sentences, producing awkward silences with the impression that you'll be saying more any moment.
Never make eye contact.
Never break eye contact.
Signal that a conversation is over by clamping your hands over your ears.
Construct elaborate "crop circles" in your front lawn.
Construct your own pretend "tricorder", and "scan" people with it, announcing the results.
Give a play-by-play account of a person's every action in a nasal Howard Cossell voice.
Holler random numbers while someone is counting.
Make appointments for the 31st of September.
Invite lots of people to other people's parties.

Time For a New Post

Hmmmmmm. Hmmmm. Hmmmm. I am searching. Thinking really hard. Oh, I just strained a neuron. I think I'll have to reboot. Please wait.

Well, the cold weather seems to have broken for just a moment. There are beautiful blue clear skies, warmer temps. I have raked nearly all of the leaves. Of course the magnolia tree will soon shed making the chore begin all of again. That is okay. It is just nice to be able to go out. I know it has been much colder in some the places where you live. But, hey, I never said I was tough.

Sunday morning we had a sick child in Children's Church. It began right before Children's Church. It was prety nasty. I had to detour the kids through the sanctuary to get them by the scene. I went to get the grandparent. I just knew the child was going home. We get started and the next thing I know, there is the child. I was horrified because I was just sick a couple of weeks ago. Where is my faith, huh? Well, it was struggling at that point. I was so scared we were all going to be sick. I anointed everything with clorox disinfectant. Hallelujah! I even sprayed myself down till it ran down my beard. I was just horrified. After Church I told our pastor's daughter that I resigned. It was just too much. Wouldn't i make a great parent? As soon as a diaper needed changed or some mess cleaned up, I woul try to bail.

I know it is different with your own child. I am at the office doing this and there is a customer next door that is telling the longest stroy. It is loud and I cannot concentrate. I think they have been here at least 15 minutes and have not started their taxes yet. I thought I was a bad story teller. This woman is a terrible one. It took 15 minutes to tell a two minute story. I am exausted just trying not to listen. Mercy!!!!!!

I tried to put somethng of some substance in here to put a smile on your face. So smile!

What Day Is this?

My, how quickly time flies. Already days have passed since my non-post last week. Here I am non-posting again. No surely this will be one that you will not regret reading all of. I am once again eating solid foods again. Life is grand again. Isn't that pitiful that we base life upon the meals we eat. No wonder fasting is such a spiritual thing. It truly is a worthy sacrifice. It really does cost something.

Sunday we went over to the former organization. Tabithia and her mother were asked to come sing. So we went there around 4pm. They rescheduled their services so that we could still attnd ours. It was a low turn out really but it was a good place for them to start if they plan to do this singing thing. They actually made a CD recently. This has made them exceptionally hard to deal with. They think they are divas now. They want dressing rooms, they want water...demands..demands...demands. Actually I made all of that up for entertainment purposes. They really did sing at the COGOP. I had to sing a song too. That was a real treat. I don't know how that happened. There was not much response from the crowd aside from the occaisional hand clap.

It was very different to what I am accustomed. The weather has turned wonderful here. It is so warm, so nice. The wind has been rather blustery. Well that is about all that is on my mind for now. Hope you are not too disappointed. Nothing fascinating going on here.

Still Mending

Well, it seems that I am recovering from the Bleuk of last week. Our convention was canceled for today due to weather. I suppose weather there not here as it is nothing but cloudy here. This will be a short post as I am at a tax office and fear someone will come up to my desk thinking I know how to do that sort of thing. I don't like all of those numbers. I suppose that our disaster of a house might get some TLC today. It looks like a spring tornado hit it.

I have nothing to blog about. So I really guess it is not nice to just keep on typing and typing, making you read all the way throught this, thinking it is going to get better but it never does. I have watched movies like that. Someone might say a movie is hilarious. So you watch it and it goes on and you think that it is going to get better but it never does. You won't stop because you think you might miss the funny part until you get to the very end and think you have totally wasted your time watching that stupid thing. That is just time you will never get back. Yep, never get it back. So here you are reading this and it is not getting any better. You think I might have one wise crack at the end that just makes your day. Well, it will just be time that you can not bring back. Nope, never. So really i gues I should stop, because I know some of you are addicts and you will have to read if not have the last word. I will do you the favor.

THE END!

Bleuk!!! Bleuk!!!!!!!

I hope those sound effects are not too graphic. It does speak of the Monday I had. My 13 year streak of no projectile illness ended abruptly on Monday morning. Yes, I am bloging about vomiting. How sick is that? It was pretty sick, just let me tell you. I have some pictures if you would like me to post them. No, really I did not take pictures. We had district convention near Little Rock last weekend. This weekend is the last one for this side of the region. It will be in Missouri. I have got to recooperate some before them. Bleuk!!! Bleuk!!! All of that is over. Thank God!!!!!! Only He knows how many times I cried out His name Monday.

Happy Valentine's Day all. I hope the love of Christ fills your hearts warmly on this cold winter day. There have been some snow flurries here today. I am ready for singing birds and budding trees, blooming flowers and warmer days. Everybody loves spring!

God bless you all!

I Need Something

I need some help and was wondering if any of you might know. I need a picture of Sis. Edith Brown, a very good picture. I have started a BTI Memorial Scholarship in her name. I need a really good picture of her to help boost it. Does anyone have one. I saw one some somewhere before. It may have been in the slideshow for Bro and Sis Pruitt. Can anyone help. If you have something my email address is brojasonmullins@yahoo.com. God bless you all.

Good Graces?

Well I hope that this post will find me back in everyone's good graces since my lack of posting. It has been over a week, I can't believe it. It passed so quickly. I actually have to drive across town to do this at an H & R Block office. There are people outside the door already. They can't see me though. It does not open for another 30 minutes. The phone has rang multiple times since I have been here. If these people had to pay in like me, they would be in no hurry. See you April 15th. So that is distracting. Some people have called multiple times. Do they not know that there is someone in here that is trying to concentrate on a blog. Good grief!!!! Give me a break!!!!

It actually snowed here last week so that kept me out of the office too. Today is Tabithia's 30th Birthday!!! She claims it is her 25th, but I know that we were in the same class in school. Hmmm! What is so bad about 30? I survived it without any real complications. Is it different for women? Older men are considered seasoned, more mature, wiser. Is it the same for women. Why is it so hard to own up to the big 3-0?

We had district convention last Saturday. It went very well. I was in charge of our service last night. There was a wonderful Spirit there. For the altar service, we paired up and prayed with someone. It was a very sweet time of prayer. I noticed that we all tarried much longer. It is good to bear one another's burdens. It was a wonderful service. The message lacked a bit. i don't wnat to seem like I was bragging. God treated us so well last night. He was the one that made it so special.

In the last 3 weeks I was also reading a book which might be why I could not blog. I was reading so much of it that I could not read blogs and stuff. It was the Chronicles of Narnia. I had heard of the Christian imagery in it and wanted to see for myself. So I did and finished the whole thing. Aside from the Bible and other short books, I have never read one that long. There was some imagery that was very good and some things I did not like that well. Overall, I did enjoy reading it. Since I have conquered that long book, I have decided to go bak to another long book I started and stopped on several times.

So that is what I have been doing this last week. I have some great snow pictures of my children (dogs). I will try to get them on here. Well the Blockers are here talking an I cannot concentrate. How rude, them come in their office acting like they own the place. Oh wait, they do. Well I gotta go.

Your Kindest Mercies

With the decision still within the boardroom as to my banishment from blogland, I fall upon the mercy of the board (who is the board?) As the dear ole good book says, "Blessed are the merciful for they shall obtain mercy." Have a heart NARR.

With that being said, what has been going on with me. I have worked near a full week and am so ready for the weekend. The weekend goes by so fast though and before I know it is starting all over again. I have such bloggers block. Hmmm! What could I blog about. I have had battles with the utility company for needlessly damaging my property. THey are bringing me a load of dirt to repair the damage. The boss sided with me and was very polite. My duck flapped from its fiendish prison the other day. It just so happened that all of the dogs were out. I stood very still and they got ready for one sudden movement. Unfortunately my lab instinctively prepared for a sudden movement. We both wrestled like football players for a fumbled ball. She never made contact as hard as she tried. I was so excited that i won that I accidently spiked the ball, I mean duck. Oops! Sorry Duckie! I really did not spike her. I placed her very lovingly back into her cage. Do not send PETA to my house.

That will do. I have appeased my guilty conscience.

I knew that all of the angy villagers could not resist my smiling face! I am now beginning my colorful apology which has been my sentence that was handed down. I am sorry for my weak efforts at blogging. I hope that was colorful enough. I worked very hard at it. It seems lately that my mind has been on other things. Don't act like this charming chap in this picture doesn't make you feel like you're in good company. I must say now that i don't think I have mentioned it sooner, rapture hair has for the time being been tamed. My hair looks about the same as the pic at left.

Some people accused me of looking like I had come in from a tempest. I would not hold that against her. Just thinking now, perhaps we should have the preacher fashion show some time. I have seen chaps in their sleevless suitcoats and different things. There are all kinds of styles and colors. There are many different hairstyles, combovers and no hair at all. The possibilities are endless. from the pulpit to the runway. Actually I fear that some of them may be more faux pas than something you would actually want to do. Who ever decided that you should comb the hair from the back of your head over the top and hope it stays there. That is crazy. There is a guy at the hospital that has a hair piece. It is okay to be sensitive to that. But if you are going to get a cheap one that don't even look real, don't expect everyone to believe that. Yes, I know that in that picture above there are some receding lines. I know all too well. But I am not going to cover that up with some cheap piece of shag carpet. How did I get on this subject. That is why I call it rambling.

What else can I ramble on about? Hmmm? I am not sure. I think I shall save that for the next session. Whenever that may be. Oh, I mean, soon, realy soon!