IT'S FRIDAY!

Have a great weekend at your nut house...I will be at mine!

Untitled (Because the Story is Too Awesome to Sum up in a Few Kitchy Words)

Hi everyone!  I know I have been neglecting this blog lately, and I am sorry.   By the time I usually see the funny videos, they have already made the rounds and I am sure you all have seen it by then.

But the other day I was looking at a blog that included this video.  It is NOT a silly video at all, though.   I hope that when God demands I pray for the "impossible", I listen even if I am afraid of looking like a dope.  

you'd better think before you cheat

I do not condone cheating on your special someone. I have no interest in cheating on Sarah. If I had any interest in doing so, it would have been erased seconds into this video. Holy cats.

Dogs of Glory

I have nothing to say about this video that can possible make it less disturbing than it already is.

You have been warned.

Pop, lock and drop it

Squirrels remind me of Steph because she loves them so.  So I dedicate this video to her.  If the squirrel had pop and locked, I would dedicate this to you Jon, but alas...

Finally, your dream of being a fast food worker can be realized

Not everyone is cut out for the job of fast food fry cook. But after watching the following video, you'll be well on your way.

Now get on out there and fry something!

Angry Panda

Cuddly and sweet? Not so fast....

In the name of good taste...I changed to a different funny video.

Okay...maybe my flatulent televangelist was over the top for most of you. My apologies...

But this aime of the flight attendant losing it has got to make you laugh! Steve Slater Hong Kong style.

Opulence - I has it

I freaking love this commercial...

Happy Birthday Katdish!

Katdish, I know I've given you this gift before, but I was thinking you might need a refresher. Happy Birthday!

Get up, Stand up and Dance- OR- How to Start a Cult

There are two kinds of people are prominent in the world; those who stand for something they believe in, and those who are weird and want attention.

People who hold out and separate themselves from the pack due to an undeniable belief in some principle will find themselves alone at times. They may or may not find some like-minded compatriot by their side, but if they do, everyone else had better watch out, because according to this short little gem of a video, a movement is about to begin.

Then there are those who are complete weirdos. These types are thinking (or not) on their own "plane of existence" and flail and hop around then call it dancing. If these people get their first follower, you can expect trends and terrible clothing lines to follow, maybe even a cult. If it becomes a movement, then you can anticipate a kool-aid craze and casualties to follow.

If you're a leader, which kind are you?

trololo

Usually when one of the teenagers tell me I should check out a song, I end up enjoying it. I do like much of what they like, even though I may not listen to it often on my own time. Of course, there are exceptions that I do not like at all: Justin Bieber, Jonas Brothers, My Chemical Romance, and this guy:

Taste the rainbow.... Again.

You only thought you'd seen the last of this rainbow... Double rainbow! What does this mean?!

Dude...not in the shower!

Start posting your questions raised by this 24 second video...

(One at a time please)

Never argue with an ibex

Words to live by.

As far as I can tell, the guy is interviewing the ibex on its satisfaction with its country's government.

Apparently this is the Glenn Beck of goats.

I have no idea what this is, but it has Candy's name, all over it.

It's Sing Along Time!

Hey kids! It's sing along time! C'mon and join in - you know the words!

Now let's all go press some flowers, shall we?

You know it's funny...go ahead and laugh.

With due credit to Michelle at Losing Michelle, I can laugh because I am one....Baptastic!

Happy Birthday, America!

On today, our country's birthday, I thought I'd share what makes me most proud to be an American: the Muppets.

For Manly Men Only...

I know, I know, way too late for Father's Day. But Marni's post inspired me!

Pleasantly Disturbed

In the great tradition of "I notice that you're gangster..." I bring you...

Well, I'm not exactly sure what this is...



Sorry/you're welcome.

It's the Dad Life

Dad Life from Church on the Move on Vimeo.

interrupting the fun

Sorry to interrupt our usual nonsense with a serious post, but I'm not really sorry. That was just a nice way of starting this post and seeming like a sincerely nice guy. I fake apologized for a good reason, though. I'm selph-promoting today. I'm leaving tomorrow for 8 days with my youth group, and if you wouldn't mind praying for us and sending notes of encouragement, I wouldn't mind saying, "thank you," when I return. For details about how you can pray for us and how you can encourage us, please click on the picture.

Facebook in Real Life

Happy Friday

I Pray for You

I don't know about the rest of you, but sometimes, this is how I really want to pray for others. Can I get a witness?

Sorry/You're Welcome

Even God Strongly Dislikes Tuesdays

Dearest people,
I can't stand it anymore! I've heard enough of you crying out to me that I just can't hold back any longer, I have to say something. I know you all hate Tuesdays and I get that you wonder why I even made the stupid day. I know that I'm perfect, and you say that you believe so, but you still have your reservations every once in a while. Don't lie about it, I can read your minds. It isn't much different from cracking a fortune cookie open, only you're less profound than one of those itty-bitty morsels of goodness most of the time!

Regardless, I am perfect and don't do anything wrong. But... if I were to go back and do it all over again, I might skip Tuesday in the whole creation thing. I could do it now if I wanted, but I don't roll like that, so just know it isn't going to happen, no matter what I say tonight.

If I'm being honest, (why do I say that? It isn't like I can lie) I'd have to admit that I hate Tuesdays too. You see, they're just so difficult. They aren't like Mondays that go by fast because half of you are too busy nursing hangovers and the other half are playing catchup from Friday. They aren't encouraging like Wednesdays because the work week is half over. Thursdays are nice because Friday is tomorrow, and they're certainly not like Fridays because believe it or not, I party on Fridays more than you little humans do.

Tuesdays are hard even for Me because they go slower than Mondays, more than half of the week is waiting for Me and I have to listen to all of you complain about it. I can't wait to get to the weekend either because that's when I get to chill out on a throne of your praise even though half of you are still singing songs from 1992. You need to cut that out and get with the times, alright?

Either way, I'm debating on taking Tuesday out of Heaven. I have more flexibility here because everyone up in this joint gets to see Me and what I'm up to all the time and they don't freak out like you all do down there whenever I start something new.

That means that you've got something to look forward to.

BTW my people, Tuesday is almost over for this week.

Lovies,
God

Hey, I need a new printer!

I've been thinking of getting a new printer and this decided it for me.



Now to raid my daughter's toy box...

Annoying Orange: Grandpa Lemon

I'm sure most of you have seen this hilarious series, but just in case...



I've not seen a funnier fruit since the Richard Simmons Deal-a-Meal infomercials.

I didn't know kids were into that these days...

Yeah, it's a Ho-down. And?

Okay, okay. I've been remiss in my duties. But hey, you have been, too. So, where's your Ho-down post? Hmmm...? Yeah, I thought so. Well get to writing one. Go on. Skedaddle. And don't come back her until you have something to share with the rest of us. And Mr. Linky.

The Day I Said NO to Katdish

There I was, one sunny morning, minding my own business (as I am famed for doing).

Eating some cereal, playing scrabble and relaxing with hardly a care in the world.

I was woken from my day-dreaming state by the rude sound of my phone buzzing and beeping to tell me that I had a new text message.

I hurried to check the message, maybe it was a sweet note from my wife. Excitedly I grabbed the phone and read what was on the screen.

It wasn't from my wife. It wasn't from my wife at all.

It was from Katdish. Another request for me to do something for her.

Great.

It was then that a thought entered my mind, one which I had previously kept firmly at bay one which, had my mind not been dwelling on the disappointment of the text NOT being from my wife, would never have made it past my mental barricade.

"What If I said "NO"?"

Oooo, the thrill just of thinking that swept over me.

What would that be like? Could I do it?

There would certainly be a back-lash. Did I have what it takes to survive such an onslaught?

Billy Coffey, the great writer of fictional truths (as he describes himself) has often told me he'd 'have my back' in these situations.

I've never been quite sure what that phrase means, but I find it quite comforting and even emboldening.

YES! I could do it. I could grow a spine and say NO!

Boldly I reached out to type the word but as I did so, something prodded at the back of my mind... the phrase "fictional truths" started spreading doubt through my consciousness.

What does Billy Coffey mean by fictional truths? Does he mean that not every word he writes is the complete truth? If so, how do we know which words to believe and which not to?

How can I believe that he would 'have my back'? Maybe that was just a fictional phrase he created to trick me into stepping into a minefield from which there was no escape.

I slumped back in my chair.

The doubt was too great. I couldn't run that risk.

I resigned myself to my usual answer of "Yes, Ma'am" -until, that is, my cunning mind thought of another possibility:

What if I said no anyway, even though I didn't mean it?

How would that be?... A shiver ran down my spine.

I could say no, and do the work at the same time thus experiencing the thrill of saying no yet having the protection of being able to prove I was only joking.

Without a second thought, I typed those two glorious letters:

N O

Clicking send, I waited for the expected emotional rush....

It never came.

Maybe it was the fear or reprisals at my little joke, or maybe it was the knowledge that I was lying. Whichever it was, I felt strangely empty.

After the emotional roller coaster of the last seven seconds (which is all this whole process had taken), this was a huge let down.

I don't know... is this how it would feel to say no for real?

Would there be no adrenaline-filled payoff to offset the retaliation which would be sure to follow?

Have you ever said no to her?

If so, how was it for you?

I never really liked this song...

Until now. I think this cover of the Carrie Underwood classic is AWESOME!

Public Service Announcement for Couch Potatoes

You're welcome.

If God had texted the Ten Commandments

M, pls rite on tabs & giv 2 ppl.

ttyl, JHWH.

1.no1 b4 me. srsly.
2.dnt wrshp pix/idols
3.no omg’s
4.no wrk on w/end (sat 4 now; sun l8r)
5.pos ok – ur m&d r cool
6.dnt kill ppl
7.:-X only w/ m8
8.dnt steal
9.dnt lie re: bf
10.dnt ogle ur bf’s m8. or ox. or dnkey. myob.

Don't let a concussion stand in the way of your goals.

I feel totally motivated now, don't you?

A History Lesson

Once upon a time, a time not all that long ago, there was no such thing as "email" or "texting". People sent their "texts" on paper, sometimes using an instrument known as a "typewriter".

Here is a musical clip showing a woman constructing this paper text, referred to here as a "letter" on said instrument.

Typography

So, I have to admit, I figured the first time I'd post on FoTTSP, I imagined that I'd write something incredibly witty and super awesome, maybe with something in it to make you think. Instead, this is what you get.

Typography from Ronnie Bruce on Vimeo.

Pretty AWESOME, right?

Hey Look a new website!

I reserve the right to use this blog to shamelessly self promote myself. But y'all do too, so there you go.

I'm releasing my new website to the rest of the world next week (probably), but wanted y'all to come over and connect with me on Google Friends connect so I don't look like a total loser when everyone else goes over there. I know you'll do this because you love me, and not because I can revoke your publishing rights on this blog.

katdish.net

Not that I would ever do that...

Look who's coming to supper...as we say here in the South.

I'm a contributor! I'm a contributor!

I'd like to thank all the people (Katdish) who finally realized I was a big fish in a small pond and plucked me from the scum...

Now where in the heck am I?

To honor this occasion, please allow me to post a song to commemorate from a living legend...Mr. Barry Manilow!

(Since his stuff is obviously copy written material, I found a suitable substitute to sing these powerful words of inspiration written by none other than the man himself...Barry Manilow)

Wedding Feasts

It's nice to have a group blog to go to when I can't post on my own.

And today I can not post on my own.

My husband's friend, my cousin's husband, passed away on May fourth.

My family usually doesn't read my blog, but on occasion they are bored enough to see what I have been up to....

So I am hiding here today. I never gave them this web address. They'd have to be bored enough to click my blog roll to get here, and I don't think that will happen.

It is Tuesday night, and I won't be able to sleep until this poem is written, and at least scheduled to post. So scheduled to post it is... Thank you, fottsp friends, for indulging me once again.

Weddings

Your speech was simple and sweet

The toast you shared was an Irish blessing

You were an excellent best man

the perfect choice to pair with my maid of honor

You both must have agreed

because two years later you were an even more perfect bride and groom

So hopeful, so loving, so loved

And the joy shared by our family and friends increased exponentially

We danced at each other's weddings

Prayed for and with each other at weekly meetings

Saw one another at family functions

Joined each other for dinner on occasion

You took care of yourself and your beloved

No caffeine, NutraSweet, or sugar...

Fresh fruit juice flavored your carbonated water

yet you were careful not to impose these views on others

But cancer does not follow any rules

It steals the life we all had known

It doesn't care who you are, what you've done, or how much you're loved

It just thunders in like a marauding army

So our happy times soon ended

You wanted to be alone in your suffering

Just you and your beloved

No one else to share what was left of your life

There is no more hope for happy times together

The ones we shared years ago will have to suffice

Until we meet again at the wedding banquet

Prepared by God for His Son and those He has chosen.

Tweet like the wind!

You've been tweeting again, haven't you? Admitting it is the first step to, well, tweeting even more. So go ahead and let it all out. We're here for you.

Happy Birthday Annie!!!

I wasn't quite sure how to wrap it, so...



You're welcome! *snort*

T.G.I.T.H.D.

Who has to go twitter?

Stripper says Good Morning

I've got one of those snazzy phones. This morning, when I was awaken by my abusive phone, I struggled to keep my eyes open long enough to see who was insistently trying to contact me. A string of chat messages from my friend were on my phone, and he told me he had just read my Pre-Tuesday post, and here was a video that would make my Post-Sunday a wonderful day. Moving my thumb to click the link, I sleepily rubbed my eyes while it loaded. Here it is:



I wish I could say the smile stamped across my face right now was because I had read my Bible or had my favorite coffee. Or that I was wearing some odd underwear. That would be normal. But the truth is, this male stripper did the trick. Actually, I've been surfing youtube for all the crazy dancers in between business calls. Needless to say, I've had an incredible day so far! I just figured if anyone's having one of those crappy Mond.... Pre-Tuesdays, this might help. This following video reminds me of myself when I "get down."



Nuff Said. Probably too much said. Oh well.

I'm not that kind of a ho!

It's Friday, and you know what that means! No, not the start of the weekend. It's the Twitter Ho-down! I know, you're thrilled. So link up below. You'll be glad you did. Oh, and if you didn't see it, please feel free to check out today's other post - it's a hoot!

If I liked it then I should have put some cream on it...

Not to usurp the Ho-down, but I just HAD to share. Happy Friday!

Bear, hunter, ninja

Some may ask why. I ask, "Why not?"

Twitterific

Yes, it's time for the Twitter Ho-down. You know what to do.

We can tweet if we want to

Time for the Twitter Ho-down, people! Now get off your duff and do a Twitter post already. Don't make me shake my finger at you.

Time for something new?

About this time last year this blog was something ... I don't know what but something. A small group of people would run up hundreds of comments on totally inappropriate posts and twisting it into something even more inappropriate. This group grew and then some of them discovered twitter and ran up thousands of tweets. Now they are invading email with hundreds of emails and I wonder if it is time for something new?

For less than $50 a year we can register a domain name and host with none other than Peter Pollock. We can setup a WordPressMU blog and create a social site on the BuddyPress platform. This allows for Activity Streams, Extended Profiles, Extensible Groups, Friend Connections, Messaging, Forums, and WP blogging.

I would be happy to get it setup and provide the premium buddypress theme package (this will cost my $80 but I can use this in other places for my design business)

Is this something that should be considered?

Wherein this dog has that singing purple dinosaur beat

Where did the sheep go?

If you remember correctly, this isn't the first time I have posted pictures combining our awesome saviour, and a flesh-eating carnivore.  Yeah, I'm special that way.

So much for the theory of evolution.

Snort!!

And for you guys on here...my apologies.  Sort of.

Caption Please: Batman Fighting a Shark with a Lightsaber

Let's be honest here. This is awesome.

However, it seems to be lacking in caption.

While some people might think it doesn't need captioning, I have a feeling that this group of smartas--smartypants can come up with something pretty funny.

So... go.

Happy Easter!

Tweet like the wind!

You've got a Twitter Ho-down post? Go ahead and flaunt it. No really. Go ahead. You're not getting any younger, you know.

And the tweet goes on

You knew it was coming and now it's here. The Twitter Ho-down! You do have a twitter post, don't you? Everyone who's anyone does.

If you can't be a Twitter Ho...

Not everyone can be a Twitter Ho. But now, there's a book to help those who can't.



Bless you, Velvet Jones, for giving non-Twitter Ho's some hope.

Women's Herstory: Did you see what I just did there?

Did you know that March is Women's History Month? Not being in school anymore, I tend to forget who gets what month dedicated to them. I have also forgotten some key women in history and their contributions that changed the world. Don't get me wrong: I'm not a misogynist. I love women. I've just never had a convenient way to help me remember everything. Thanks to Will Forte, now I do. And in honor of all the lady contributors to this blog, I wish you all a Happy Women's Herstory month,.

There really is no excuse for this.

I think this video speaks for itself.

Jewda, this one's for you.

Another week, another Twitter Ho-down

Why yes, it is time for the Twitter Ho-down. Why do you ask?

Epic battle!

Oh sure, you may not have been thinking to yourself, Gee, I wonder who would win between Iron Man and Bruce Lee...

But, now you have the answer anyway.

I'm back, baby!

Happy Saint Patrick's Day!

"Oh boy, oh boy, oh Danny..."

More Inappropriate Humor....

It looks like the Sham Wow guy is branching out...

I don't actually condone violence against women. Skip to the end if you can't watch the whole thing. Sham Wow guy gets it in the end....

Yes, there can be 2 posts in one day. The Twitter Ho-down.

Okay, yes. I forgot today was Friday. I blame Katdish. Why? Because it's always Katdish's fault. Somehow. Tweet 'em if you've got 'em folks!

And hey, don't forget to read the post after this one. It's new today, too. And you need the extra abuse this blog is dishing out.

eventually, things aren't so Wunder-ful

I've wanted to post these videos for a while now, but I wasn't sure if it fell in the "good taste" category. Then Katdish reminded me of what passed for good taste on this blog with the Wunder Boner video. And so, here are two great failed commercials for when things fail to be Wunder-ful. Did you hear that?

And now for something completely inappropriate...

Read: Perfect for this blog. A commercial made for a TWSS moment:

Look (Be Afraid) and Discuss.

And....GO!

In which I'm reminded of Helen

“And Then There Was Salsa” from Frito Lay Dips on Vimeo.

And then she said...

Yes, it's time for another Twitter Ho-down. A time for us to show off our brilliant tweets. And the other ones, too. So if you did a Twitter post this week, go ahead and sign up below with Mr. Linky. He loves a good sign up.

Help Us Make This Experience As Awkward As Possible

Okay. So I am going to need help from you all this week. You see, here in Chicago, the Archdiocese has been conducting a drive to bring nonChurchgoers back to Church. I am cool with that. I think that is a good idea. But my parish has gone the route of "Are there any newcomers in Church today. Please stand. Let's all clap and welcome them..."

I'm thinking that we could do even more to make them feel even more awkward. How you ask? I'm thinking to take this poll at the beginning of Mass, and then make the newcomers wear newspaper hats. Maybe we can even attach balloons onto their pew right behind their backs. After that, I am at a loss for suggestions. I plan on bringing this up to the Parish Council President, and I need some more ideas, in case Greg doesn't like the ones I have already come up with.

So. How do you like standing up in front of a congregation you don't know to be welcomed? (Can you tell I don't? And it is really awkward when visiting a small Church because you know they know they don't know you and not standing is the same as lying, so by not standing, you have just confessed being a liar to a congregation you don't even know.) How could we make you feel more awkward, er, I mean welcome?


And no fair borrowing ideas from this video! We need original ways to make people wonder why they even bothered!



I'm submitting this for Wendy's Life is Funny Blog Carnival. WhY? Because FOTTSPers have been lax in showing Wendy the love! You FOTTSPERS should really get with the program and start participating in Wendy's Life is Funny blog carnival. Why haven't you done that yet? C'mon! Get a right on that! TWSS.

Happy Birthday Jon Bon Jovi

Jon, many of the ladies here at FOTTSP love you (maybe some guys too, but they're afraid to admit it.  I digress).  On the off-chance you ever stop by, here's a little something to wish you a happy, happy birthday.  (Also, if you do stop by, I'M the one who posted this.  You can thank me by emailing me here.)



PS--I danced to this at my Senior prom and thought of you the whole time.  Okay, so I still do when I hear this song.  Don't tell my husband.

Cuz you're a cowgirl...

Happy Birthday, Marns! I promise you, if you go to meet Jesus before I do, it will be my honor to shoot your ashes directly at Jon Bon Jovi.

Uh, I think they spelled it wrong.

I love a good infomercial, don't you? Who knew there was so much stuff out there that I couldn't live without? But this one... Well, it's just special. Ladies, this product will complete us.

It's About Time!!!!

NASA Scientists Plan To Approach Girl By 2018 

Using 140 characters to their full potential

Okay, who's been using their 140 characters to their full potential? Tell us about it, huh? Sign up with Mr. Linky below. Operators are standing by.

The Twitter Ho-down - perverting our friends words for fun and profit

Have you been caught tweeting again? Well, clean up the mess you've made then sign up with Mr. Linky below. Is it warm in here, or is it just me? #goshitshot

For You On-the-Go Christians

I love working in ministry.  It gives me "hook-ups", if you will, to things you lay people couldn't dream of getting your hands on.  For instance:  what do the rest of you do if you're on a road trip and suddenly feel God calling you to join Him and your fellow travelers in communion?  You probably have to wait until you get back to your church, thus putting God off and disappointing Him mightily.

But those of us in ministry...well, we have that covered.

(My friend Timm, a youth pastor, thought the bottom one was Christian brass knuckles.  Those would be handy for a youth pastor, I think.  Just sayin)

I think we should all have these in our cars.  What if we have one of those "Ethiopian Eunuch" moments like Phillip did?  What if we lead a fellow traveler to follow Jesus, but there isn't a body of water around to baptize him?  No problem.  Just pull into a rest stop, and have communion. 

I get the non-profit rate and free shipping.  Let me know how many of these babies I can put you down for.

Ash Wednesday Song

Okay friends, tomorrow is Ash Wednesday. I probably will have a serious explanation on my blog tomorrow, but I saw this video on Ironic Catholic's site, and I had to share it with FOTTSP.
I hope no one is offended by it. I know I wasn't...

Because the small version just doesn't do it justice...

I love me a good pirate nun!

Tweeting with your imaginary friends

I love Twitter. Where else can you talk with so many imaginary people at once without people thinking you're crazy? Okay, maybe they still think you're crazy, but at least you're social and crazy. Good times.

The Trinity Ring

This came in the mail yesterday. I know, I was stunned by its beauty as well. As you can see, this is not a ring that just anyone can order. If you need the hook-up, you just let. me. know.

And guys, nothing says "Happy Valentines Day" like this ring. Maybe score bonus points with your sweetheart by pairing it with the Lord's Prayer Cross Necklace. You're welcome.

This will make your life complete!

Ever wish there was a way to take bacon with you wherever you went? Well guess what? Your dreams have come true!

Yes, the goodness of bacon yours for the squeezing! It's so practical and you can use it on anything! Life just doesn't get much better than this...

Patiently

Just thought I would add yet another entry into the blog carnival!

Bonus? I was TOTALLY at this concert! Fourth row - do you see me? It was at the Summit (now referred to as Joel Osteen's church - Grrr...)



Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go find my hair brush and air guitar...

Because even SNL refused to air this

So Ashton Kutcher hosted Saturday Night Live this week. And apparently he did one of those fake commercials for them that they decided NOT to air. Fortunately, NBC DID put it online.

So I present to you... the next wave in social networking:

Sorry/You're welcome.

The Super Bowl ads follow FOTTSP

I'm outraged, we were ahead of this trend but will anyone give us credit? I think they owe us some royalties for this. Next think you know awesome cat will be staring in the Super Bowl halftime.

Hey everyone! Steph did a Twitter Ho-down post!

To honor this momentous occasion in which Steph is gracing us with at Twitter Ho-down post, I'm posting this post early. We all need the extra time to savor her writing and be thrilled with her presence in the Ho-down. But in all honesty... WE'RE NOT WORTHY!!! Now that that's been said, sign up with Mr. Linky below once you've finished your own less-than-Stephmazing post. No pressure or anything.

Don't look for Katdish here

Okay, Katdish announced on Twitter just recently that she wouldn't be doing a Twitter Ho-down post this week. I've heard that before somewhere... Click away below to see what everyone else had to say this week. And maybe Katdish, too (since she's not the boss of herself). You just never know about these things around here.

The real reason...

You might wonder what it was in Katdish's past that turned her against clowns. I mean, clowns are happy, right? How could anyone hate a clown? But after doing some searching, I found this video taken at one of Kat's early birthday parties...

Mystery solved.

Happy Birthday, Wolfie Mo

Today is Mozart's birthday. So in celebration......

Once upon a time, during the 1991 Mozart Bicentennial, the Mozarteum decided to open its vaults and archives to the general public. It went without saying that a great number of tourists, scholars, music lovers and Mozart affectionados took all of the guided tours.

As one very young man and his parents were passing through the hallowed halls, the tour guide actually took them into an inner sanctum where teams of archaeologists and anthropologists were furiously busy constructing clay and plaster likenesses of the great WAM, with varying degrees of success.

"Those are pretty good!" The very young man exclaimed.

"Yes," the tour guide nodded proudly. "They are based on castings made from a skull believed to be mozart's. You an see the skull for yourself, under the glass case."

The battered, pitiful skull looked dolefully back at them from under a brass name plate, which had been firmly nailed into the cranium. What was even more curious was the even smaler skull beside it.

"Whose skull is that?" The very young man asked.

"Oh, that one is the skull of Mozart as a child."

Peace is Flowing Like a River

Bridget Chumbley is sponsoring a blog carnival on the word Peace today. I don't have anything wise to say on the subject, not even on my own blog, but wanted to share this song, and this visual on the subject.

Twitter-rama

You've been tweeting again. Don't deny it. We've all seen you doing it. TWSS. Admitting it is the first step to... Well, it's the first step to something. So post your tweets already. The world is waiting to share in your brilliance.

Insight into the madness that is my household

This awesome commercial has been out a while, but it will be legendary in my house for decades to come. Not a week goes by we don't quote something from it. That and lyrics from random 80's rap songs and the quotes by the dead terrorist. Yeah, we're weird. At any rate, enjoy!

that's my King

I'm not usually a very serious guy, and I don't tend to enjoy serious videos, so this type of post from me is rare. Now, I'm sure everyone here has seen some video with Lockridge's famous, "That's my King," sermon soundbites. I know I've seen a lot. But I was asked to show such a video for a rock concert we had for our youth group last month, so I began to search for a new one. This is the one I found that moved me the most. It had more of the sermon than any other that I have seen, and the music was more moving to me. Of course, I'm really into heavy metal, so I like my praise music a little rockier than some (or most). I often worship in my car to Disciple and Demon Hunter. So if you like Jesus, and perhaps a little bit of rock, this video is for you. If you don't like rock music, but you still like Jesus, perhaps this VIDEO would be better suited for you.

I tweet, therefore I am

Who's tweeting? Tell us about it. Inquiring minds want to know...

Giving Katdish nightmares

I scare because I care. Okay, not really. It's just fun to torment Katdish

The Wisdom (and Wit) of King Solomon...

Okay, I have often said my mom loves Bob to pieces, but I don't mean that literally!!! Here is a joke that I saw on Happy Catholic today. Enjoy.






Two women came before wise King Solomon, dragging between them a young man in a three-piece suit.

“This young lawyer agreed to marry my daughter,” said the first woman.

“No! He agreed to marry MY daughter,” said the other. And so they haggled before the King until he called for silence.

“Bring me my biggest sword,” said Solomon, “and I shall cut the young attorney in half. Each of your daughters shall receive a half.”

“Sounds good to me,” said the first woman.

But the other woman said, “Oh Sire, do not spill innocent blood. Let her daughter marry him.”

The wise king did not hesitate a moment. “The attorney must marry the first lady’s daughter,” he proclaimed.

“But she was willing to cut him in two!” exclaimed second woman.

“Indeed,” said wise King Solomon. “That shows she is the TRUE mother-in-law."


I suppose tomorrow I shall be grateful that my mom and my husband get along so well....

So this is the future, huh?

Okay folks, you know the drill. Tweet 'em if you've got 'em. And don't forget about Mr. Linky. He's very sensitive, you know.

Lovely Song I Just Wanted to Share

A friend emailed this to me, and I wanted to share.