Tuesday, January 20, 2009 AD
For Those Few of You Who Aren't Also on Facebook....
...I present my Obamicons.
Posted by Valerie (Kyriosity) at 2:00 PM
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Monday, January 19, 2009 AD
Buyers' Market
The photo isn't very clear, but this was taken from my front walk. Of the nine houses immediately to my north, four have for-sale signs on the front lawn.
Posted by Valerie (Kyriosity) at 1:12 PM
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Monday, January 12, 2009 AD
Especially for Jane
I just, in all seriousness, typed p-a-y-e-d, and was puzzled as to why the spell-checker didn't like it!
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Tuesday, January 6, 2009 AD
Frankly, My Parable, I Don't Give a Turk
I think centuri0n's parable purism is off-base, but that won't stop me entering his little contest with this little tale:A certain sheep went down from Jerusalem to Jericho. Well, she started out in that direction at any rate, but very foolishly wandered off the road and fell into a deep, miry pit.
Now by chance a certain priest came down that road.
"Please help me!" she bleated. "I've very foolishly wandered off the road and fallen into this pit!"
"Aw...don't be so hard on yourself," he replied. "Who's to say that being in a pit is wrong? And wandering off isn't necessarily bad, it's just an alternative path. So don't let anybody judge you!" And he passed by on the other side.
Likewise a Levite arrived at the place.
"Please help me!" she bleated. "I've very foolishly wandered off the road and fallen into this pit!"
"You know what your problem is?" he asked. "You've very foolishly wandered off the road and fallen into this pit. What you need to do is stick to the road, like I do. I'll be praying for you to get your act together and cease your stupid straying!" And he passed by on the other side.
And a certain Samaritan, as he journeyed, came where she was.
"Please help me!" she bleated. "I've very foolishly wandered off the road and fallen into this pit!"
And when he heard her, he had compassion. So he went to her and hauled her out, and cleaned the mud out of her wool, and carried her back to the road.
"I think I'd better go the rest of the way with you, Miss," he advised. "I'd hate for you to meet with robbers along this road while traveling unprotected."
"Robbers?" she replied with a laugh. "Oh, there are worse people than robbers to meet out here!"
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