“The conscious water saw its master and blushed.”
– Alexander Pope (on Jesus turning the water into wine)
I think it’s one of the most beautiful sentences in the English language.
A new way to have breakfast in bed:
And since I’m a pastor, I have to say, “My yolk is over easy, and my bedding is white.” (cf. Matthew 11:30)
I saw an interesting bumper sticker this week that had a Philadelphia Phillies logo on it.
Yes, and given all that did not happen during the off-season by way of trades, I think my team needs a lot of prayer.
A new mom managed to capture that precious moment when her twins discovered each other for the first time.
Double the cuteness!
I never learned about this creature in school. It’s a red-lipped batfish (Ogcocephalus darwini), a fish of unusual morphology.
These oddballs can be found around the Galápagos Islands and off the coast of Ecuador and neighboring regions. It always looks ready for a date.
Rest in peace, Scott Adams.
(With apologies to James Gleick and his thoughts on chaos theory.)
Pride and Prejudice meets the Myers-Briggs Type Indicator:
For the record, I’m an INTJ. (In Star Wars, I’m Darth Sidious, so I’m going with Jane Austen on this one.)
It might be time for a new headshot and pencil sketch. My face is a bit thinner now, and there’s a slight bit of graying at the temples, though not a lot.
Maybe I’ll ask the photog at Drew’s wedding to snap a new one. What do you think?
Do I get any points for not mentioning Samuel and Levi in this post?
Uhm … oops.