Two thousand, five hundred and twenty-four days. Three hundred and sixty weeks. 101, 380 words. Actually, no. I’m off by two words. Forgot to count “The End.” Yes, roughly 60,576 hours later, Don’t Stop Believin’ is done, or at least the first draft is. Time to back up that file, and start thinking about another Read More
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Of Icons and Idols
Would God really leave us relics of Jesus’ time on Earth?
Ghosts of Christmas Past
December funerals can pretty much suck.
My Outrage Over Fort Hood
What’s more tragic? That a soldier fired on other soldiers, or that they couldn’t return fire?