It’s going to be one of those days.

This one’s dedicated to NavyOne, who has the most interesting picture of a frog I’ve seen in a long time.

This one is dedicated to JayG, who put this little ditty into my mind last night in GBC.  Perhaps thanks to the extra spicy fried rice I had for dinner last night, I dreamt last night I was in a dive bar I used to frequent. George Thorogood was up on stage playing it over and over and over.  Now, that’s not exactly a bad dream.  Nothing like dreaming about sitting in a bar, enjoying a few drinks, and listening to music.  But doing it in that never-ending dream time became tiresome.

And yes, it’s still scratching at my temporal lobe.

A bar in Tennessee has announced that it will start having a streamed viewing of Sunday church services available for customers.  The management of the Drunk Monkey in Tulsa has worked with the pastor at a local church to make services available to people who might not be comfortable in a church.  This makes sense to me.  Christ didn’t come to preach to those who already believed. 

Of course, the heathen in me had this running through my head when I read it.

This is Minot
It snows here eight months out of the year, and rains for three more
The food here is tough and tasteless
The people here can be even more so.
The highlight of living here is the pests.  We have ….. Norwegians.

And yes, Irish Woman’s pet name for me is “The Viking” or “Stoic”.