Of being sweet sixteen

Sixteen years ago at 10:08pm on 10/08, my brother was born. And the world has never been the same since. I love you, Cal! :)

Of lobsters and laziness

I want. http://www.mainelobsterfestival.com/

Too lazy to read the bible?
Then, listen to it. Puts a new spin on being HEARERS of the Word doesn't it?

Of being so bad it's funny

Anna sent me this the other day:

Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot most of the time, which produced an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little, which made him rather frail and with his odd diet, he suffered from bad breath. This made him ......... (Oh, man, this is so bad, it's good) .... A super calloused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.