Catching Up

At least two of my readers should recall what took places two winters ago. It involved dust pans, a piece of wood and a LOT of snow. I’m afraid crazy Michigan might provide a lot of the same. Fourteen inches of snow today. Lake Effect, the say. Hmph.

Not only is Michigan itself crazy, I think its craziness has rubbed off on me. I’m running a 5k in Detroit on Saturday. Not sure what I was smoking when I signed up for it, but I sure hope I have more of whatever it was on hand when I am actually running the dang thing. I hope Detroit doesn’t have Lake Effect.

And now the moment I am sure you all have been waiting for…pictures.

 

It’s a local coffee shop. But it made me think…God called it good. But is that what Jesus experienced? Is that what half the people on this planet experience? Is that how most of the people on the planet treat this place? Just thoughts… Anyway, the rest is just stuff and nothing special. Enjoy!!

DPP prob

Battery’s dead.  No time for Wal-Mart.  I’ll make up for it soon.

December Photo Project

Those of you who know me well know that I rely on everyone else to take the pictures for me.  I am going to shock the pants off my sister in particular by taking a stab at the December Photo Project.  I can’t promise my pictures will technically be all that Christmasy because I just don’t do decorations.  (You have to dust them and stuff and that’s a total pain.)  They will, however, probably have some kind of Jesusy connection due to my strange gift of coming up with totally bizarre theological metaphors.  And so the games begin..

 

As I ponder the coming of a King and more or less memorize the undisputed Paulline letters for class, the whole ‘above reproach’ thing starts to slap me around some.  Some of the slapping is legit.  Sometimes I know it’s my head being screwed with be me and the evil powers that be.

 

Now, what does that have to do with the picture?  (Um, and yeah, what the heck is the picture?)

Sometimes I wish they made Listerine for my mind.  But then, sometimes I’m pretty happy they don’t.