What WOULD Jesus do?

Probably flip out, knock your table over, braid a whip, and beat your cracker ass!

Mark 11:15-19

I am so pissed at myself... I went to the farmer's market this morning, and I got the cute Apple Guy to post for a photo. But apparently if you're in a hurry, and you don't hit "SAVE" after you take a picture, but just close your phone and go, it doesn't keep it. Dammit!

So my friends, it looks like I'll be going back NEXT Saturday for MORE apples I don't really need. But I promise you I'll get a photo. I'll even take the digital camera instead of just using my crappy cell phone.

But, my own lack of skill with my cell phone aside, it's shaping up to be a GREAT weekend. We had a house party last night, officially a baby shower for my next door neighbor who's due ANY SECOND NOW. But she was too tired to come over, so we watched Kiss Me Guido and ate lasagna.

Then we had Joseph Shmitt truffles. This is significant because last we had heard, Hershey Corporation had purchased Joseph Shmitt, and then were shocked to discover that it just wasn't a good fit for them and are shutting it down. Monday. Yes, Monday, April 13. As in the day after tomorrow. So mark up another point for Big Evil Corporate America. (Hissssssss)

We're also hosting Easter dinner tomorrow, and I'm discovering that you can take the boy out of San Francisco... no wait, you can't. So far the top excuse is "I REALLY want to come, but the busses aren't running on Easter Sunday." Right. What. Ever. Mary.

Is this random enough yet? ANd by the way, HELLO! Good to be back!

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