Thank you for posting that, ROE. And I’m sorry you’re spiritually poorly today, Mad Dawg.
Jessica’s words (in 693) are a little like what I was trying to say on another thread, about being “serious.” To me, “seriousness” is a sneaky Basement Cat making me believe it’s all about me and the boxes I can check off. Smack her with an old copy of “First Things” - gosh that was under the bed a long time, wasn’t it? - and say, “God is great, and He’s handling it all ... and He thinks I’m cute, darn it!
Take that, Basement Cat! New Zealand is beautiful. Frank has perfect red-gold curls. Monkey Face is the dearest lady in Nevada. Congressman Billybob was a great man. Four verses of “Buenos Dias, Paloma Blanca” and an encore of “Como Estrella en Claro Cielo,” and I hope they hurt your cat ears.
Yeah! CHARGE!