Greetings from Dallas!

Just checking in briefly cuz I gots bales o’ work to do.

A reader writes:

Please hold in prayer some friends who are six weesk pregnant. The wife lost her last baby at 8 weeks gestation.She is diabetic and in her early forties. They have a three year old. The untrasound today showed the baby may be in some trouble. Doctors say all they can do is hope and pray. Please ask for healing for the baby.

In other news:

You think I’m exaggerating when I talk about the Sacrament of Abortion?

I have colorful and wacky friends and kids. Here is a conversation between our friend Angela and my two oldest sons:
Angela sends along an email titled “Things I said at work today”:

1. The CrunchWrap Supreme is actually a frisbee made out of a taco. It may be the only reason ever to play Ultimate Frisbee. Certainly the only one involving my mouth.
2. Anything artificially banana flavored is just wrong.
3. Runts are possibly one of the worst candies ever. #1 : They are hard. #2 They have banana flavored ones. It’s like chewing on a mouthful of Froot Loop teeth.
4. How many licks of this cyanide-laced Tootsie Pop will it take to kill me? Do I even care today? One…two…KRRRRRUNCH.
5. Someone animated this dust mite for this website using Flash. I bet he is wondering why he went to school for that.
6. Everyone nodded during the staff meeting yesterday when he asked if this made sense, when really you were all thinking “WTF?” and said nothing because you just wanted to get back to daydreaming at your desks.
7. Did anyone ever like that terrible bubble gum that old ladies buy for Halloween? The kind that hurts your teeth and looks like pink molars wrapped in wax sometime during the last World War?
8. If you don’t like kimchi, why did you marry a Korean? You agreed to a lifetime of fermented cabbage, in sickness and in health. That would be like someone marrying me and wondering why my sweat smells vaguely of fried onions and cilantro. Add some tomatoes and it’s a salsa party in my bedroom.
9. Someone is looking up how to do emo hair on YouTube. Isn’t the whole point of emo hair that you just don’t care?
10. Why would you look up online booty call personal ads and then immediately conduct a search for child support laws?

Cow replies:

Hahaha! Those are amazing. I will now imagine your workplace to be some kind of stunningly wacky screwball comedy with constant machine-gun banter. My only juicy quote of the day was perhaps the ultimate non sequitur: “Well, what if we could produce organically sustainable baby blood to eat?”

And Luke adds:

I didn’t say anything brilliant, but a strange man did initiate contact with me by telling me I “look like a cuddly guy.” And I’m up to four compliments from strangers on my hair this week. Who needs brains when you have looks, or cuddliness, like mine?

The astonishing intellectual ferment that is Microsoft, philosophy class, and retail surges forward!

In other news:
We remain a Paris Hilton people in an Apocalyptic World.

Also, Mary Kochan has a lovely essay in honor of her husband and faithful men.

And the Supreme Court refers to an unborn baby as something other then a fetus.

And Rome reins in a mouthy Churchman.

And climate change always seems to be an excuse for culling the numbers of all those dark-skinned and almond eyed people who have barely any carbon footprint at all while leaving Al Gore free to jet around and get rich with his Panic Machine.

And Ron Paul takes apart the Son of Man:

And somebody’s making a movie about Pius XII that might actually be good.

And, finally, yesterday was Day 4 and today is Day 5 of the CAEI Tin Cup Rattle! Help us keep the kids fed and housed this Christmas. Much obliged!

Gotta run! Much to do!

Oh, Dallas! Be sure to check with Chris Vaughn or All Saint’s parish on the location of my talk tonight cuz they had to change the venue at the last minute due to scheduling snafus.

Later, dudes and dudettes!