Sunday, November 25, 2007
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Thursday, November 22, 2007
I am working on a grand total of seven ambitious projects as part of my homemade Christmas. Yep, that's right, I am trying to make the majority of the Christmas presents I give this year, and with Thanksgiving dinner sitting sluggishly in my belly I am reminded that I better kick my productivity into overdrive if I am going to make this happen.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
TOMORROW I AM PREACHING IN LA VERNE, BUT AFTERWARDS WE ARE DASHING UP TO THE VALLEY TO TRY AND CATCH THE SECOND HALF OF THE GAME AT UMPA AND GRANDMA'S
MAMAS, DON'T LET YOUR BABIES GROW UP TO BE COWBOYS...
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
So Sarah and I finally reached the $250.00 mark in our found money jar. A couple of weeks ago I lugged the $250.00 in coins down to good ol' Guaranty bank (surprisingly heavy) and converted them into a $500 u.s. savings bond. I know that savings bonds are not the best way to invest money, but when you only have $250.00 to invest it's a pretty good option. So in 10 years we will have $500.00 and we can go out for a candy bar or something. Assuming that the United States of America still exists ( I think a fairly safe assumption I will promptly turn that $500 into a $1000 savings bond on the very day it matures. I wonder how much money we can get from found money in our life time. If I took all of the pennies and such I pick up off the ground and fish out of coin returns and invested them somehow, how much could I amass by the time I kicked it?
Sunday, November 04, 2007
I WOULD LIKE TO TAKE THIS OPPORTUNITY TO STATE PUBLICLY, ON THE RECORD, THAT I DO NOT BELIEVE IN THE CHAMPLAIN MONSTER.
Saturday, November 03, 2007
I KNOW THAT THE REST OF MY FAMILY ARE A BUNCH OF RUTLAND LOYALISTS, BUT BURLINGTON IS UNDENIABLY THE CROWN JEWEL OF VERMONT.
So why am I talking about Burlington? Because these crisp autumn days remind me of those early days in my marriage when Sarah and I would zoom down to Burlington after work for a stroll down Church street and a cup of hot Chai. Heady days!
Plus I knew that comparing Rutland unfavorably to Burlington would arouse the ire of my brother, Job.
Job, why do you love Rutland so much? Burlington is way cooler.