The sermon for Jan. 08, 2003 is: Od und leer das meer
4:52 p.m. I just must say -- it's raining here, now; everyone at work is wandering out to the parking lots, to look at the two glorious rainbows gleaming in the wide blue sky. It's like being a kid again.
This reminds me -- yesterday, me, Grace and Larsen hung out just chatting and eating Popeye's Fried Chicken. Grace asked, "What are the three qualities that you're looking for in a boyfriend/girlfriend?" She handed out slips of paper. I wrote,
as cute as Larsen, if not cuter
under 30 years old
breathing
. Grace wrote,
fidelity
sense of humour
loyalty.
"Oh come on, Jonathan, be serious," she said when I read my list. Larsen was blushing. I gave his knee a friendly little scratch. "Not now," he said in a stage whisper.
Larsen had written,
career
sense of humour
willing to talk with me about anything forever and ever, but only when I want to.
"Come on, Jonathan," Larsen said, "be serious. And stop touching me."
I wrote,
fidelity
sense of humour
loyalty
."COME ON, JONATHAN!!" Grace and Larsen shrieked.
Okay, okay. The three qualities I look for in a boyfriend/girlfriend?
literate
quirky
childlike
"You know, you've just described yourself," Grace said. She laughed. "I think I just described myself too."
"Huh," Larsen said. He slapped my hand. "Stop touching me!"
the Funny Show
agriculture poem
my life in the ghost of Bush
time-lapsed (part 1)
unreconciled
Images are taken without permission from the fine and trusting folks at Folk Arts of Poland; please purchase something from them. Background music stolen without permission from Epitonic, Basta Music, and just about everywhere else my unscrupulous hands could grab something. No rights reserved.
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