Back from San Antonio.....

I spent the better part of last week in San Antonio, TX working for the seminary at the National Youth Gathering. What a blast! Except for the part about standing on a hard concrete floor in the convention center for hours each day, I really enjoyed it. This was the first time I have been at a Gathering without a group of kids! This marks my FOURTH Gathering, if you're keeping score at home (or for that matter, if you are at work and keeping score, or for that matter, if you are out at a neighborhood coffee house keeping score). We had a cool booth, one of the best in the covention center, say behind the ropes stuff, bouncy court basketball, and the nifty Thrivent semi. We had these cutout standee things where you could stand behind them and look like the pastor or a youth worker (who I must say was very stereotyped with jeans, baseball shirt and a guitar - not that I'm keeping score at home, work, or a coffee shop).



Now I'm back at home to do some laundry before heading off again with the family for a much needed trip to Florida. Funny thing (btw- I am the laundry engineer in our home for what will seem obvious reasons after the rest of this sentence) as I went to start the wash, I found chunks of bubble gum, a couple bucks in change, and a variety of batteries buried in a twisted, knotted mess of a backpack and towels which my lovely wife had "washed" the day before. Hmmmmm.....since the washing machine doesn't take coins (it's a domestic version) and as I recall it uses electricity, I thought to myself, "why are these things in the washing machine?" For that matter, when did my washing machine start chewing bubble gum? Great news, I cleaned it up and the laundry is under way.

More later, that's enough for now. Peace out to my home slices at the "burg" and y'all others.

Oh DEER and other stuff

Life at Seminary

So, there's been a lot of talk about DEER(s) -with a shout out to Lorice- and the use of baseball bats, pepper spray, etc. Some would argue that the best use for pepper spray with DEER(s) is when griling deer(s) meat. Personally, having only tried deer meet ONCE and then only because I was TRICKED by "friends" I have to say YUCKY!

So, why the DEER(s) with a shout out to Lorice? Because she thought that the plural of DEER was DEERS and that is kinda funny. I wonder if Mark knows that I remembered my blog log in? I wonder if Shana will read this and ponder the relationship she has with the neighborhood deer(s) on campus. I remember hearing a story once of a deer(s) smashing its way through the window of a lower level apartment in the Blair House area. Yeah, seems that the occupant had been baking pies. The deer(s) was drawn to the window by lovely flowers which had been covertly planted (just outside the window as if planted from inside the apartment while reaching through an open window). Next, the smell of blueberries (intoxicating to DEER(S)) caused a psychotic episode and the DEER(s) lunged with all due force through the window and attacked (if not cornered) the occupant. True story, really.

Well, that's all for now. Lorice has discovered the miracle that is Mr. Clean erasers, Lord help us!