Cat without a name...

Cat without a name...

Well, we've up and gotten ourselves a pet. Don't know what we'll call her yet, but we know that she smells kind of bad. In all fairness, though, I think I'd probably smell kind of bad if I were locked in the bathroom all the time. I'd do it out of spite.

That said, I assure you that we will be letting her out of the bathroom soon enough; just got to make sure she knows the rules of the rest of the house really well before she gets to prowl around by herself.

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A joke from this morning's sermon at Oak Hills:

A minister, out for a morning stroll through his neighborhood, happened upon two young boys and a small, stray puppy. The boys seemed pretty excited about something, and the minister decided to find out what was going on."What are you two up to?" he asked.

One of the boys turned toward the minister and grinned. "We found this puppy, and we're having a lying contest to see who gets to keep him."

"A lying contest?" asked the minister.

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Kids these days...

Sometimes when I go to pick up Jamie from school in the afternoons I get to her classroom and she's off on one of the many necessary errands of a four-prep high school teacher. I usually go in and wait around a bit, but a lot of times the janitor comes by and we talk about (a) the weather, and (b) disrespectful children. As per my previous post, I would at any time take all the inclemencies of (a) over the weakest sprinkle of (b). That being the case, I probably shouldn't be a substitute.

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To whom shall we go?

I'm living a very different life these days than I've ever yet lived. A year ago I was a mildly disillusioned college student whose girlfriend had recently started wearing his academic scholarship on her ring finger. I lived with five other guys in a house that could only be called "The Mansion" on account of its extreme un-mansionliness. I remember struggling a fair bit with the things I was learning in my philosophy classes; my faith took a bit of a beating in there and although it came out alive, I can't say I was always happy about it.

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How to teach trombone

My substitute teaching work has been pretty lucky so far; the majority of it has been music-related, which means at the very least that I know the subject (if not the kids). On Friday I was teaching trombone sectionals for sixth graders...they had literally been playing for eight months, if that. When one of them asked how long I had been playing, we discovered together that my trombone experience extended his entire life.

It's in the mail...

Well, we did it...this morning I put our Crusade staff applications in the mail, and they should arrive just in time for the Saturday deadline. Getting something like that done is always a big relief, but there's still a good bit more waiting to do before we reach a point of decision. I'm excited to see what happens.

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