"Doc" from my bike group was in a biking accident and is in the hospital with a fractured arm and undergoing surgery. I don't know how old Doc is - but I'm guessing retirement was probably considerably more than 5 years ago. He's been our treasurer forever, and I've been on lots of rides with him, and worked with him on the Watermelon Ride since 2000. My sincere best wishes on a healthy recovery.
My friends at work already saw this, but not Pooteewheet. Let the Bodies hit the Floor (via Fimoculous).
A very good article on going on a conservative cruise, from Alternet (via Boing Boing).
I played three games of Volleyball at the company picnic today (after bocce and softball) - I'm glad no one pulled this on us, because the intern would have had a face full of nails (via Taylor).
I remember going to see the Harry S. Truman museum when I was a kid. It's so strange - I have no ideas why my parents took us there, but they did, and what I remember most were the models of the ships. If the models made that much of an impact to a young kid, just think how much cooler it would have been if they had been made out of Legos (via Geekdad).
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I read that article about the conservative cruise. I'm still trying to absorb it.
Nails on a volleyball court? Classy.
Bodies hit the floor is somewhat nauseating. Do you think he'd beat the crap out of you if you didn't drop to the floor? You know, for jesus?
I'm ordained. I should teach A. and Eryn and fall over whenever I make weird motions at them. By the time I was retired, I could have my own ministry and be fleecing locals for enough booze money to fill my spiritual void. Think the girls would go for that?
The evangelical Christian company that I work for filtered Let the Bodies hit the Floor as "Tasteless." I'll definitely link when I get home.
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