Today is the first day of school and boy it sure is hard to get back into that routine after a month off! And a busy month it’s been, too.
On top of the scurry to find a replacement for Springpad before losing all my notes, I was commissioned to build a website for the ministry of a friend of our Rabbi. As I write this, I’m still not finished but hope to be by sometime next week. It’s a fairly large ministry in the Midwest and I was totally flabbergasted, and honored, that they asked me to do this for them. It’s been a big, time consuming job (over 100 pages on their site!) but very rewarding, too.
In a way, it’s a blend of being a bit “artsy” and organized at the same time. A website has to both look good, and work well, as you well know. That seems to appeal to my nature pretty well and so far it’s a decent “fit” for me. You know that saying, “Do what you like and you’ll always like what you do.” I just may have stumbled on to something here. Not that this is a job in any true sense of the word, but our Rabbi’s friend R– keeps telling me that I’m making a name for myself as more and more people see what I’ve done for them. He’s a sweet, encouraging man. Time will show if anyone else wants a website built.
I still – and will continue to – maintain our church website. Now that it’s all set up, the maintenance isn’t that big of a chore. Mostly it’s just posting a daily verse and whatever upcoming events we have planned. That’s what I did during the last school break. So now I’ve done 2 church websites on 2 school breaks this year – makes me wonder what’s in store for the September break, lol.
Did you have a nice Independence Day, too? We had some friends over, and then we watched the fireworks at the park. The park is so close you could say the fireworks were practically in our backyard. That’s one nice thing about living here – free fireworks every year, no crowds, no traffic. Score!
Now that we’re back on lark status and off of night owl – or more aptly, vampire, have you seen the way I burn in the sun? – I’m hoping to get back to more blogging. I do miss it. I feel like I’m always composing in my head. Which is better than decomposing, I suppose, right? I just wish there was some way to write while I did the dishes or the laundry. Something about the mundanity of the tasks helps free my brain to think random thoughts, lol. I’m sure there’s a clue there that I don’t want to see.
So how’s by you? Life being kind to you and your loved ones? Anything exciting happening for you? How’ve you been?
The Old Country Preacher’s Son
An old country preacher…had a teenage son, and it was getting time the boy should give some thought to choosing a profession.
Like many young Men his age, the boy didn’t really know what he wanted to do, and he didn’t seem too concerned about it.
One day, while the boy was away at school, his father decided to try an experiment. He went into the boy’s room and placed on his study table four objects..
1. A Bible…?
2. A silver dollar…?
3. A bottle of whisky…?
4. And a Playboy magazine…?
“I’ll just hide behind the door,” the old preacher said to himself. “When he comes home from school today, I’ll see which object he picks up?”
If it’s the Bible, he’s going to be a preacher like me, and what a blessing that would be!
If he picks up the dollar, he’s going to be a business man, and that would be okay, too.
But if he picks up the bottle, he’s going to be a no-good drunken bum, and Lord, what a shame that would be.
And worst of all if he picks up that magazine he’s going to be a skirt-chasing womanizer.’
The old man waited anxiously, and soon heard his son’s foot-steps as he entered the house whistling and headed for his room.
The boy tossed his books on the bed, and as he turned to leave the room he spotted the objects on the table.
With curiosity in his eye, he walked over to inspect them. Finally, he picked up the Bible and placed it under his arm. He picked up the silver dollar and dropped into his pocket. He uncorked the bottle and took a big drink, while he admired this month’s centerfold.
“Lord have mercy,” the old preacher disgustedly whispered.
‘He’s gonna run for Congress.’
Hahahaha! Now that’s funny!
Have a great weekend!
A young Texan grew up wanting to be a lawman. He grew up big, 6′ 2″, strong as a longhorn, and fast as a mustang. He could shoot a bottle cap tossed in the air at 40 paces.
When he finally came of age, he applied to where he had only dreamed of working: the West Texas Sheriff’s Department.
After a series of tests and interviews, the Chief Deputy finally called him into his office for the young man’s last interview.
The Chief Deputy said, “You’re a big strong kid and you can really shoot. So far your qualifications all look good, but we have, what you might call, an “Attitude Suitability Test”, that you must take before you can be accepted.
We don’t let just anyone carry our badge, son.”
Then, sliding a service pistol and a box of ammo across the desk, the Chief said, “Take this pistol and go out and shoot:
six illegal aliens,
six meth dealers,
six Muslim extremists,
and a rabbit.”
“Why the rabbit?” queried the applicant.
“You pass,” said the Chief Deputy.”When can you start?”