sameaseveryday The traffic on hwy 41 is always bad, but today worse than usual. I was headed to a surveying company with a load of supplies, which I would need to get a check for. This is one of the last offices where people smoke inside, and it makes one realize what a wonderful thing smoking outside is.
Anyone who says they left has never accomplished anything should ponder this... just a few years ago; tobacco users (a.k.a. druggies with special privileges) smoked their nasty stogies anywhere they wanted. That is not acceptable today, and going outside to puff is the norm.
usetwobouldersthistime Easter is about the renewal of the earth, the life that comes out of death every year this time.
Somehow, this got blown up into the mess we have today. I find myself grateful when the season is over, and we can go back to our normal lives. The good news is, Easter is not a commercial bonanza...yet... so it is mercifully brief.
During my seven year sentence of working with the professional jesus worshipper, he always seemed to have a temper fit around Easter time. Once, he took good friday off, and came into the shop and had a temper tantrum on a vacation day.
And we are having a cold snap in Georgia. If only the temperatures stay above freezing and spare the plants in my garden. Next year I might learn not to plant so early.
The above is a comment is recycled fromGratefulBear.
sheetmetalpoultry At a traffic light beside the Big Chicken, I decide to have a talk with G-d.
I: G-d, why does Jesus hate me?
G-d: I don't know.