Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Some of our parishioners are in need of some help. We have a few
kids from St. Matthew competing in a state speech and debate
tournament in Fayetteville and the coordinators (other parishioners)
are in dire need for judges for today, tomorrow and Thursday. No
experience necessary. I judged this tournament last year and was
amazed at the skill of these kids. If you have some time and would
be able to help then give a call to Mary Sue Goza 678.860.2370 she
(and the kids) will be very appreciative. Again they are in need so
if you can (remember no experience necessary) give a call and head
on over to Fayetteville, you won't be diasapointed!
UPDATED: Thanks to those who went. The tournament was quite successful.
we had an all day seminar with Fr. Ron Rolheiser, OMI, it was
wonderful! This morning we hear from Cardinal Mahoney and again Fr.
Rolheiser. It will be double duty for me working not only for the
Archdiocese but also helping with CRS. It should be some fun. More
Monday, April 27, 2009
Yesterday I was buying a 2 large bags of Purina dog chow at Wal-Mart, for
my dogs Winston, Chief, Gus, and Maximus.
I was about to check out when a woman behind me asked if I had a dog.
What did she think, that I had an elephant?
Since I had little else to do, on impulse, I told her that no, I didn't
have a dog, and that I was starting the Purina Diet again, although I
probably shouldn't because I ended up in the hospital last time. On the
bright side though, I'd lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive
care ward with tubes coming out of every hole in my body and IVs in both
arms. I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way
that it works is to load your pockets with Purina nuggets and simply eat
one or two every time you feel hungry and that the food is nutritionally
complete so I was going to try it again. (I have to mention here that
practically everyone in the line was enthralled with my story by now.)
Horrified, she asked if I ended up in intensive care because the dog
food had poisoned me. I told her no; I had stopped in the middle of the
parking lot to lick my butt and a car hit me.
I thought the guy behind her was going to have a heart attack, he was
laughing so hard!
WAL-MART won't let me shop there anymore.
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