How important is it that what we see on television–or in movies–is real and unaltered? Me? I don’t care too much. When I go to watch Lord of the Rings, I fully anticipate special effects, digital supplements, and all manner … Continue reading
I drove 13 hours to meet Loralee. Okay, so I was going through Utah anyway, and I had three hours to go from there, so I needed to stop for dinner. But that doesn’t mean I was any less excited … Continue reading
Girls’ Camp was delightful–a lot of hard work, but delightful. My duties (jointly shared with “L” of “CL,” who just so happens to be a dear friend of mine) were mainly to entertain the girls. Every night on stage, we … Continue reading
I was supposed to announce the winner of this week’s contest yesterday. As it turns out, all blogging duties get put on the proverbial back burner when one is preparing for Girls’ Camp. That “one” would be me and L. … Continue reading
Dadgummit. They got the ducks again. Any child of the ’80s will recall that episode of Saved by the Bell–the episode that impacted young minds more powerfully than any other [save perhaps the one wherein Jessie had a drug-induced nervous … Continue reading
This is madness. I cannot believe my own readers (of which there are 100 or so, as far as I can tell [not much, but hey–they’re mine]) do not support me in not supporting Poor Kyle’s remarriage. Whose side are … Continue reading
Poor Kyle and I attend church meetings every Sunday from 11 a.m. to 2 p.m. Almost everyone in our congregation (we call them “wards” [as in “mental ward,” only most of us aren’t insane. I am, of course…but that’s totally … Continue reading