What the heck does this mean?
“Here is a Candy Cane fish for your (Lil) Blue Cove. Could you help me by sending a fish back? Together we can fight Global Warming!”
They Come In All Sorts
Wow. I just got the most unbelievable email from some cult leader. (It’s comforting to know I made it on his mailing list!) It went on and on about how Barack Obama is the Antichrist. It was more entertaining than I’d thought imaginable! It quotes from “Book Twelve, Chapter Forty-Eight” of–and I promise I’m not making this up–”the Mountain Prophecies.”
I’m sure many of you would get a kick out of reading the whole thing, but I’m not posting it here because I don’t want to spread such nonsense. But I do have to share one of the funniest parts: the conclusive evidence that was offered to prove that Obama is the Antichrist is that there are 18 letters in his full name. The email very ominously points out that 18 = 6 + 6 + 6… 666.
Yeah, I didn’t believe him until he got to that part. Now I’m convinced.
Incidentally, I’m apparently one letter away from being the Antichrist myself. Whew, that was close! Better count the letters in your own name!
It’s really amazing to consider the variety of people that exist.
Running Circles in Deer Park
This is weird. I’m trying to get Deer Park water delivery for our church, but their website doesn’t tell you how much their plans cost! It keeps sending me around in circles. How effective can that possibly be? I just don’t get it. Quite literally.
God’s “To Do” List
If God had a “to do” list for today, that would be interesting to see what was on it.
Vote for the First Dog
According to some reports, Barack Obama has promised to get his daughters a dog after the presidential election. The American Kennel Club is holding its own election to help the general public offer some guidance as to what kind of dog the Obama family should get.
If Obama wins the election, that means that YOU can have a say in what breed becomes the next first dog! Cast your vote here.
To learn more about the history of presidents and their dogs, click here.
A Real Mysterious Puzzler
This story was posted this morning on ESPN’s website:
“ATLANTA — A 25-year-old man died from injuries sustained after falling about 150 feet down a stairwell at Turner Field during Wednesday night’s game between the Atlanta Braves and New York Mets…. Guilbeau said an autopsy will be done to determine the cause of death.”
I don’t mean to make light of a tragic death, but are they serious? A guy fell 150 feet and they’re doing an autopsy to determine the cause of death? I’m wondering if maybe I should help out the medical examiner by calling to give him a hint about what might have killed this guy.
It’s Raining, It’s Pouring, the Old Man is… Several Miles Away
Dude, it sure is pouring. My parents are on their way to visit for a couple days. They live three hours away. They’ve been on the road four hours and are still several miles away. But ahh–I love the rain!
American Mustache Institute
In case anyone is really interested, click here to visit the website for the American Mustache Institute.
Thanks to my strange younger brother Dylan for the link. Only he would send me such a thing.
Train Jail Update
Recently I wrote about the Top 10 Ways to Escape from Little Kids Trying to Throw You in the Train Jail. Today I developed a new tactic that proved highly effective:
I had two captors dragging me off to the train jail, a little boy and a little girl. When we were almost to the train jail, we came to a plastic picnic table which stood between us and the slammer. So I pointed to one side and said, “Hey, I’ve got an idea! How ’bout you go that way, (pointing to the other side now) and I go this way?”
“Okay!” they shouted in agreement. As soon as they went “that way,” I went “this way”–very far this way. Another successful escape.
