See Y'all Later.

I'm going on hiatus. Don't know when I'll be back, but I will, eventually. I've done just short of 800 posts. I really enjoy doing it, but I need a break.

Poured, Not Dunked.

Deron and Beth's boy got baptized at St. Jude's yesterday. Lady Di and I made a point of going to the late service to be there. Father Floyd Finch presided over the ceremony. He's been among the visiting priests subbing for us while we look for a new rector. Father Floyd's been introducing babies into their new communities for a little minute: he presided over my daughter, Caroline's, baptism 21 years ago. Father Floyd's a round, hearty "Friar Tuck"-looking priest, and he looks about like he did back in 1990(Caroline does not).

Glory to Deodorant in the Highest.

Well, if Gloria in excelsis Deo is Latin for "Glory to God in the Highest", then this stuff must smell awfully good. The Gloria's mighty pretty, but Dizzy Gillespie's got a "Deo" thing going, too.

Blessed.

"The interest is up and the Stock Market's down, and you only get mugged if you go downtown", Hank Williams, Jr. opined in an old song. He found some stuff to get excited about, anyway (in addition to "A Country Boy Can Survive" he's unequivocally stated that, if Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, he doesn't want to go. 'Course, if Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, he probably won't be invited). It's all about perspective, I guess. I've found God in some interesting places, as I've mention before in myPlato and a Platypus post, but you gotta kept your ears and eyes open. Like everyone, I've got some challenges, but I'm grateful for my lovely bride, my good health, and the chance- if only a small one- to help folks once in awhile. Lucinda Williams found blessings in some strange places, too (but if you'd rather listen to Bocephus, you can).

Lucinda.

Hank.

Stupid Signs, Part XV.

Yellow? These guys need to consult their kindergarten color wheel: that truck is orange.


Well, yeah...


Nah, that's a helmet.

I Can See for Miles, and Miles...

As I sat in traffic at a dead stop for ages, a Who classic taunted me. You can sort of hear it on the video below:



As if.