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May 31, 2006

The Onion's Top Summer Jobs


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Sorry I haven't posted much lately about me. I know that's what you're all checking in for. Right?

It's been a busy few weeks. There've been dinners out with friends, Memorial Day weekend picnics, getting Charlotte's room ready, getting chased by turkeys, etc.

I guess I'll have to elaborate on some of these a little more when I have time, huh? I'm sure you're all dying to hear about what I ate at the picnic on Monday.

Well, you'll just have to wait. You see, I'm trying out this thing where I go to bed at a decent hour, so I'm winding down right now.

So good night.

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Britain's longest-married living couple set 78-year record

This is a nice story.

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May 25, 2006

American Idol Finale Thought


Uhhh . . . ummm . . . well . . . wha? . . .

And those, ladies and gentlemen, are my thoughts on the Meatloaf/Katharine McPhee duet last night.

Actually, at one point I asked my friends if I had been drugged or was drunk or was having a nightmare or something. I just didn't understand that at all.

P.S. I am sooo glad I don't have to look at those boobs any more. (Katharine's, not Meatloaf's. Although, I don't want to see his, either.)

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Yoga Update

I've been taking a yoga class since October and have really enjoyed it. However, if she starts making us do this, I might just start sleeping in on Wednesday morning.

P.S. I love the soothing music blended with the hyena laugh and the fake Wolfgang Puck accent.

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Don't even read this.

Jim wants me to post this picture of Benny Hinn and draw a comparison between him and my favorite American Idol, Taylor Hicks. But I just can't do it. As a card-carrying member of the Soul Patrol, I can't bring myself to compare Taylor to the controversial Hinn in any way.

So please, don't click on the links above. If you do, Jim will have won. And we can't have that.

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May 24, 2006



Great work, everyone!

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May 23, 2006

Don't let me down.

"You will vote for me tonight. You will vote for me tonight."


Seriously, I'm gonna have to pull out the ole' widow card and insist that ya'll vote for Taylor tonight.

After all, he's the only remaining contestant with an elementary school named after him.

Soul Patrol!

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May 21, 2006

I am James T. Kirk


"You are often exaggerated and over-the-top in your speech and expressions. You are a romantic at heart and a natural leader."

Me? Nooooooo.

Who are you?

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May 17, 2006

Deja vu, all over again

Last year when Francis appeared on the front porch to stake his claim to our house, this cat showed up one night and ate some of the food I put out for Francis. I was already taking some pictures of my future son when this one appeared, so I snapped a shot of him, too. No big whoop.


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Last night, this little guy (or gal) showed up meowing with, guess who?, right behind him. And they were here again tonight. Both nights they arrived around 11:30, I took them food and water, the little one ate, and then the big one ate. Last night after eating I think they both left. Tonight the little one decided to take advantage of the other amenities my porch has to offer.


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By the way, can anyone explain to me why in the world stray animals love my porch? You'd think the welcoming statue of St. Francis and the pet bed would scare them off.


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Stat Shot


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May 16, 2006

Top Ten List

1. My Sister Kate - The Ditty Bops
2. Landed - Ben Folds
3. Twilight World - Swing Out Sister
4. Creep - Stone Temple Pilots
5. Over My Head - Fleetwood Mac
6. Gone - Jack Johnson
7. Blowin' In The Wind - Bob Dylan
8. This Town - Hot Hot Heat
9. Bastard - Ben Folds
10. That'll Do It - The Anointed

Blowin' In The Wind
Bob Dylan

How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, and how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, and how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, and how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, and how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, and how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

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Long-Awaited Medical Study Questions the Power of Prayer

There was much discussion of this NYT article over Mother's Day lunch.

Unfortunately, you have to register to read it. Fortunately, registration is free and easy, so give it a whirl.

Here's the story's opener.

"Prayers offered by strangers had no effect on the recovery of people who were undergoing heart surgery, a large and long-awaited study has found.

And patients who knew they were being prayed for had a higher rate of post-operative complications like abnormal heart rhythms, perhaps because of the expectations the prayers created, the researchers suggested."

(Insert eye roll here.)

The best part, however, is Martin B. Copenhaver's tongue-in-cheek response to this in the May 2 edition of The Christian Century.

And I quote: "Please don't pray for AIDS victims or people who have recently lost a loved one. They already have enough to worry about."

Copenhaver's response ("Let Us Not Pray", page 9), is not available on TCC's website. But trust me. It's worth swiping off your Pastor's desk for a quick read.

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Great news!

So, now the government AND the phone company are both in on it.

Or, neither of them is in on it.


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May 14, 2006

Happy Mother's Day!

Why God made Moms -- BRILLIANT Answers given by 2nd grade school children to the following questions!!

Why did God make mothers?
1. She's the only one who knows where the scotch tape is.
2. Mostly to clean the house.
3. To help us out of there when we were getting born.

How did God make mothers?
1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us.
2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring
3. God made my Mom just the same like he made me. He Just used bigger parts.

What ingredients are mothers made of?
1. God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice in the world and one dab of mean.
2. They had to get their start from men's bones. Then they mostly use string, I think.

Why did God give you Your mother & not some other mom?
1. We're related
2. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people's moms like me.

What kind of little girl was your mom?
1. My mom has always been my mom and none of that other stuff.
2. I don't know because I wasn't there, but my guess would be pretty bossy.
3. They say she used to be nice.

What did mom need to know about dad before she married him?
1. His last name.
2. She had to know his background. Like is he a crook? Does he get drunk on beer?
3. Does he make at least $800 a year? Did he say NO to drugs and YES to chores?

Why did your mom marry your dad?
1. My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my Mom eats a lot.
2. She got too old to do anything else with him.
3. My grandma says that Mom didn't have her thinking cap on.

Who's the boss at your house?
1. Mom doesn't want to be boss, but she has to because dad's such a goof ball.
2. Mom. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the stuff under the bed.
3. I guess Mom is, but only because she has a lot more to do than dad.

What's the difference between moms & dads?
1. Moms work at work and work at home & dads just go to work at work.
2. Moms know how to talk to teachers without scaring them.
3. Dads are taller & stronger, but moms have all the real power beause that's who you got to ask if you want to sleep over at your friend's.
4. Moms have magic, they make you feel better without medicine.

What does your mom do in her spare time?
1. Mothers don't do spare time.
2. To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long.

What would it take to make your mom perfect?
1. On the inside she's already perfect. Outside, I think some kind of plastic surgery.
2. Diet. You know, her hair. I'd diet, maybe blue.

If you could change one thing about your Mom, what would it be?
1. She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean. I'd get rid of that.
2. I'd make my Mom smarter. Then she would know it was my sister who did it and not me.
3. I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes on the back of her head.

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May 11, 2006

American Idol

This story is from March 18. Why am I just now hearing about this?

And I wish I had the energy right now to address the burning issue of Chris getting voted off, and, more pressing, Katharine NOT getting voted off, but I just can't handle it right now.

I will say, however, that Chris need not fear returning to work in the coal mines, or whatever he did before. Before I even heard about the Fuel thing, I knew Chris didn't need AI to get a record deal.

Same goes for Taylor, but it'd still be nice to see him win. I happen to like karaoke.

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Wedding Photos

Here they are, as promised.


Our wedding was at 2:00 pm which means it's almost 10 years to the minute that we were married.

I know I've said this before many times, but I would not give up the last ten years for anything. I had more happy years than many people have in a lifetime.

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. . .

Just a few moments ago, I had every intention of posting some of our wedding photos since it is now what would be our 10th wedding anniversary. But, my technology isn't cooperating, so I'll have to try again later today.

That'll be after my golf lesson and then therapy (which is extremely well-timed this month). It will probably involve a box of Kleenex (already in place), a chai latte and, perhaps, something chocolatey that I shouldn't really have. But, when it's your 10th anniversary and your husband has recently died, you pretty much get to do what you want.

So, there.

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May 09, 2006

Stat Shot


Via The Onion.

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The Luckiest

Post from the mister, one year ago today.

I'm the luckiest girl on earth.

Cancer can make beautiful things stupid.

I guess if the first anniversary is the paper anniversary, and number 50 is the gold anniversary, then number nine is the intravenous poison anniversary.

That's right, friends, Wednesday will be the ninth anniversary of the day Mrs. Popping Culture agreed to be my wife. I intend to celebrate the occasion with nausea, cramping and a side effect to be named later.

Does it get any better than chemotherapy on your wedding anniversary? Maybe if I could be tortured on Christmas.

In all sincerity, this is another dangerous quality of cancer: if you let it, it can demoralize you not just by taking things away from you, but by twisting the things you get to keep.

Still and all, it has been the best nine years of my life. Nothing chemotherapy or even death can do about that. No matter what comes of all this cancer mess, I can look back knowing that in the end I was given more than I gave, I was loved more than I loved in return and I was the luckiest man on earth for at least nine years.

You can't beat that, even with cancer.

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Weigh In

last week 1.2
total 20

I'm back to a 20 pound loss. (Insert sigh of relief here.)

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May 04, 2006

May: Not So Good Any More

Over the last couple of months, I've been noticing that August is getting closer and closer. I've been giving thought to what I should do on August 12 and what will happen after that. I've also realized that it won't be just August 12 that will be hard for me. Starting August 9, just about every day in August was pretty terrible last year. I'm considering stocking up on supplies (i.e. ice cream and taco dip) and shutting myself in for a few weeks.

But then I thought "Why should August suck all by itself? There are other perfectly decent months that could shoulder the burden."

So, May sucks, too.

It was on this day last year that Elwood, our beautiful black cat and brother to Jake, was put to sleep, ending his own battle with cancer. I made him a marker with the same words on it that Danny put on Jake's in 1998.


Elwood really was a good cat.

I miss him. I think even Polly misses him, too.

In other May-related news, next week would have been our 10th wedding anniversary. I'm sure I'll have more to say about that later.

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Polly and Elwood


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May 02, 2006


These cats look just like Francis and Polly as kittens. Except that Polly doesn't give Francis the satisfaction of just sitting out in the open. He has to work for these opportunities.

Smart girl.


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May 01, 2006

Top Ten List

1. Gone Daddy Gone - Violent Femmes
2. I Get A Kick Out Of You - Frank Sinatra
3. When You Say Nothing At All - Allison Krauss
4. All The Wild Horses - Ray LaMontagne
5. Clint Eastwood - Gorillaz
6. The New Pollution - Beck
7. What You Already Own - Amy Grant
8. No, Not Now - Hot Hot Heat
9. Fight Test - The Flaming Lips
10. Alibi - Elvis Costello


Fight Test
The Flaming Lips

I thought I was smart, I thought I was right
I thought it better not to fight
I thought there was a virtue in always being cool
So it came time to fight, I thought I’ll just step aside
And that the time would prove you wrong
And that you would be the fool

I don’t know where the sunbeams end and that the starlights begin
It’s all a mystery

Oh, to fight is to defend
If it’s not now then tell me when would be the time
That you would stand up and be a man
For to lose I could accept
But to surrender I just wept
And regretted this moment, oh that I, I was the fool

I don’t know where the sunbeams end and that the starlights begin
It’s all a mystery
And I don’t know how a man decides what’s right for his own life
It’s all a mystery

‘Cause I’m a man, not a boy
And there are things you can’t avoid
You have to face them when you’re not prepared to face them
If I could, I would, but you’re with him
I’d do no good
I should have fought him but instead I let him, I let him take you

I don’t know where the sunbeams end and that the starlights begin
It’s all a mystery
And I don’t know how a man decides what’s right for his own life
It’s all a mystery

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I'm in love . . .


with this band's sound. They performed at Coachella this weekend.

Definitely worth a look-see.

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Weigh In

last week 2.4
total 18.8

I celebrated my 2.4 pound weight loss by having lunch with Kimm, again at the Piccadilly Parlour.

Appetizers and dessert are OK with Weight Watchers, right?

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Britney and Kevin is makin' critters agin'.

Best . . . headline . . . ever.

Here's the story, in case this isn't self-explanatory enough.

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