Just listened to some of Steve Burns' upcoming album. Not bad . .. not ohmigosh great, but it'd be fun to have in the CD player from time to time. Good driving tunes.

Poor guy is going to have a hard time climbing out from under his Blue's Clues rep, tho.

A copy 'n paste from Amazon:

Customers who bought titles by Steve Burns also bought titles by these artists:

* The Wiggles
* Bear in the Big Blue House
* Sesame Street
* Veggie Tales
* Carly Simon

This is just strange for a parent o' toddlers to see. Blue's old pal, Steve, is a rocker.

Hope he makes it.

David Wells v. Pedro Martinez. My favorite v. one of the greatest. Yankees v. Red Sox.

Better be on cable . . . . .

My, my, my--been awhile, eh?

Job is safe, finally, the boredom will soon be past, more finally.

Designing a new website, helping a friend polish off a couple of others, maybe start another one soon. Which is terribly exciting . . .

Hey, what I said on July 1 about being bored at work? Heh . . . it was nothing compared to today. Man . . . wish monster.com had something for me. . . .

I need to print this get it mounted and framed. Read this one folks . . . (all 1.75 of ya)

Tom Glavine's absolutely right

Hmmm . . . maybe I'll start having an easier time finding my favorite shoes

on second thought, yeah, I can.

The OPC's General Assembly is going on right now. There's some stuff in the web report that bothers me--maybe even troubles me. I'm quite concerned that the votes on the first judicial appeal were so close . . . thought this was such an open and shut thing.

I only hope the bigger, more important appeal goes better. Hope? Pfui. I pray it goes better.

May God have mercy on the OPC.

I am bored, so bored. I didn't remember I could get this bored--especially at work.

There is just NOTHING to do. It's driven me into such a coma-esque state that I can't even think of anything to blather about here.

Hmmm, nice new interface here at blogger.com.

Oh yeah . . . the book. While waiting in a terribly long, and surprisingly fast moving, line I read the first chapter and some change. No don't worry, no spoilers here, I will say it was a very different first chapter than the previous installments.

Now if I can:
(a) find the time to read the book
(b) avoid finding anything out about it until (a) is accomplished

I think I'll have to avoid the 'net for a few days . . .

Well, like so many, many Americans (and Brits and maybe even the Canadians) ) my family was at Barnes & Noble at midnight. Following a church activity, we didn't have time to deposit the kids anywhere, so at 10 o'clock my 4, 3, and 1 yr old come tromping into the Harry Potter party.

Now all my kids know about Harry is that mommy and daddy really like him, and they've seen the trailers for the movies on some of their videos. But they got caught up in all the excitement--the boys got lightning bolts painted on their foreheads, got their picture taken with a cardboard Harry, etc. And all the people dressed up in costumes! Too cool.

It was actually pretty neat--I wish we weren't carrying tired kids around so we could've really gotten into things, but there was a good atmosphere. Okay, I talked to one clerk who was very happy that, unlike The Goblet of Fire she was working on the cash register end--"the happy end"--wherein she was dealing with people who had books. Last time around she had to deal with those ninnies who didn't preorder, and therefore didn't get a book (how insane do you have to be to actually think for a nanosecond that you're going to get a book like this by just walking in from the street with hundreds of crazed fans already in the store?) Oh yeah, I was talking about the nice atmosphere.

All these kids (10-60 in age) assembled to get their hands on a book--to be excited about reading a book. I know, I know this keeps getting brought up as one of the positive things about the series, but it was very satisfying to see this much interest in something that didn't feature CGI.

Anyhow, we had fun--the kids got an interesting experience, and a nap in the van--

and we got the book

Garsh, it seems like the blogger site is working re-e-a-a-a-lly slow today, just hours after The Order of the Phoenix came out, coincidence?

ohhhh boyohboyohboyohboyohboyohboyohboyohboyohboyoh. Things are looking better for a Hitchhiker's Guide movie.

Got a stack of about 30 Ministerial Information Forms in the mail today--questionnaires that men seeking a call in the OPC fill out. Man oh man, I remember thinking it tough when I was in Human Resources looking through applications, trying to pick the "better" candidates. Pfui, that was ease with a capital "ease."

Well, our church lost it's pastor last week--off to another call. This was tougher than I'd expected--I figured the 6 months I'd had to get used to the idea would've taken the sting out of it for me, but it didn't. The man was part of every significant thing that happened to me over the last 7 years--he married my wife and I (well, performed the service), bapstised my children, officiated at my ordination, presided at all but 2 of the Lord's Suppers I'd had in that time, and kept me well-fed with sermons week by week.

And then . . . .he's gone.

What makes it worse is that I didn't know how to say anything to him about it all.

Man! Why, oh, why didn't a single cable station carry the game featuring Roger's 300th win (finally!!) & 4000th strikeout?!? Why? Why? Why?

The highlights alone aren't enough.

Course when I relate the story immediately below, the evanjellyfish in the next cubicle responds with, "Doesn't he know you shouldn't judge?"

Wife just called me to relate a kid story before she forgot.

Son #2 hits Son #1. Son #1 turns and says, "You just sinned against me. You broke God's law by commission." Which really impresses the Mrs.

Impresses me, too, but less so than the Mrs., as I know he's just regurgitating a talking-to I gave him last night. Still, he was paying attention--that's good.