Nothing like seeing devastation in foreign countries to put one in the mood for travel!
Happy Halloween everyone. I hope you have been enjoying the Charterstone Halloween Party Playlist on the jukebox.
Well, any guesses? I'm really scratching my head to come up with something I'd be interested in. I mean, seriously, what could Wilbur Weston, over-eating, lazy Wilbur Weston possibly have to tell us unless he's somehow figured out a way to pay his daughter's tuition bills. Because if he can pay a college tuition while writing a daily advice column for the local rag, with the occasional Survivor story, I want to know how. And I want in on the scheme.
If you want to give me a gift, don't give me a book - unless it is a collection of Mary Worth cartoons (thanks Toots McGee). When I get a book as a gift, it feels like a homework assignment. I don't get a lot of reading time, so I make sure to get a book I'll love, and if I don't like it, I stop reading it. Now, we all know Iris is talking about the Bible, so that's a little bit different, but I've never heard anyone refer to the Bible so coyly as "a book," unless they were about to give you one. So, if you'd like a free book, here's one.
While the the concept of anonymity seems to be lost on Tommy as he DECLARES his participation to all within hearing, it isn't lost on Mary who abruptly changes the subject to his back. Well played, Mary, given how I know you must be dying to hear all about this turn of events.
I'm sorry I haven't been posting much to the blog. I've missed it. I've been in a lot of meetings. Uh, yeah, meetings. I'd tell you what they were about, but they are supposed to be anonymous.
This go around, Tommy is definitely keeping up with the Bible! He's already put to memory the verses that Iris gave him, to the point that he can quote them in context, which is not easy for even the staunchest evangelical. And he's shaved! He's shaved! What a transformation. What's next? A haircut?