So, we cast the tour drama today.  It’s a different cast than what I was thinking.  Guess what that means?  More rewrites.

Also, I have realized that if I were a girl, I would dress very cool and trendy.  I might buy everything from Urban Outfitters or some such place.  However, I am indeed a guy and thus my selection is limited to some sort of pants combined with either t-shirt, golf shirt, or button-up shirt.

My hair is finally a color I’m somewhat happy with.

I need to repair a shingle on the roof of my house.

I might carve a pumpkin this weekend.

I’ve got to go to this auction tonight with a bunch of rich people.  I won’t be buying anything althought the week-long trip to stay at a house in Cape Cod does sound appealing.

I’m teaching on Mary Magdalene Sunday morning in college/career RBF.  I’ve tentatively titled the lesson “Lover of Christ.”

I don’t want to go to the auction tonight.  I’d rather clean my bathroom with my tongue.

Not really.

That’s gross.

I’ve been thinking about Jesus lately.  That’s a good thing to do.  I’ve been thinking specifically about his face.  I’ve been doing so for three distinct reasons.  I’ve realized I can’t give Jesus a face when I think about it.  It just wouldn’t be right.  I don’t know what he looks like.  But I bet his eyes sparkled, like they reflected the whole universe.

I’ve got to go get ready for that auction.  Don’t be jealous!