I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge - myth is more potent than history - dreams are more powerful than facts - hope always triumphs over experience - laughter is the cure for grief - love is stronger than death."
-Robert Fulghum

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He is Risen!

I know it's true, but I don't want to hear it

I'm learning about dying these days. A few weeks ago, it was about the worthlessness of the question, "How are you doing?" to a family who's just lost a loved one. I still haven't arrived at the appropriate greetings, but at least I know one that doesn't fit.

And today, we attended the calling hours of one of the most beautiful people I've ever met. She's a believer who has a faith and a heart that make mine seem shallow. At 36 years of marriage, she died young. As I stood for a few moments with her husband, a dear friend, I asked him how everybody's been? His answer was interesting for lack of a better term. Interesting and obvious and insightful for all of us. She's on her way to heaven...actually, "absent from the body, present with the Lord..." she's there now. The thing I most dislike he said, is when people tell me, "She's in a better place now." He paused, and then in a serious and personal tone he spoke, "I know it's true, but I don't want to hear it."

I have a theory on calling hours...that it's the faces of those who come, not their words. Maybe we should all just show up and shut up. Someday I'll have an answer for you...I hope that day is a long way off.

Two Sets of Jones' - Official Music Video

Awsome song...

The cat

I filled out my Census 2010 (that's twenty-ten for those of you still engaged in the debate). Chris, age 44, male. Stacey...female. H,...female. G...female. E...female. I need a bigger garage! But then, just before I sealed the envelope I just had to do it; Skitty, Age 2, MALE! Do you think I'll get in trouble for listing the cat?

Late night poetry

A link off the CNN site brings attention to the top 10 whiskeys. As luscious and amazing as this one sounds, I can't believe I never became a scotch drinker..."sweet seaweed." Who writes this stuff?! I read and write while listening to the House vote on healthcare...my children are better behaved...maybe that scotch doesn't sound so bad after all!



Lagavulin 16 Year Old

The prince of the Islay malts, this is deep and dark, with notes of fruitcake and sweet seaweed. A volumptuous texture and a fragrant, smoky finish. For drinking with poetry, late into the night.

43 per cent ABV

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Tango Uniform

I learned something yesterday...an important lesson. There are very special places where people don't say to one another, "how are you?" Times when you laugh only because that's all you have left. Times when knowing that even the most well lived life just isn't enough comfort. Times when being a "wingman" means being there over that right shoulder, and the only armaments available are prayer. I appologize for all of you who don't understand this posting, but there is one man who does. And I'm sorry I can't write more but I need to go call my dad...

While I'm doing that, maybe you'll revisit this http://buttonwind.blogspot.com/2009/03/5-girls-and-grandfather-or-charlies.html

Racecars and Palindromes

"Mom, what's a palindrome?" These words were uttered just minutes ago by my 8 year old. She was expecting an example, and my wife replied with one..."Mom, she said." "Oh, I was thinking racecar." What is an 8 year old doing thinking of palindromes anyway?

For those of you who have to look it up (like me), A palindrome is a word or sentence that reads the same forward as it does backward.

Personally, I like racecar. Like the one above - A 1973 Mustang Mach I. I used to have one, it was really fast and as I drove down the street it would cause me to accelerate quicly after having proclaimed, Was that car or a cat I saw?!

The Perfect Church

I found it! I've finally found it. The perfect church! I'm so excited. I can't tell you how many years I've been looking...but I've finally found it. Of course, I'm the only member, and to join you must pledge absolute allegance to my version of church. Or scale the tripple concertina wire, the electrified fence, the guard dogs, and the motion detectors between you and my beautiful stained glass.

See you Sunday...or not!

Spambot's

I'd much rather be writing a review of Monty Python's Spamalot, but alas. Over the last four days I've noticed garbage comments to my blog. I guess I should be happy...I mean, it means I have an audiance right?! Anyway, I've added some minor security to my comment section to close the door to the incidious...

S P A M B O T !!!

Blogging - It's what I do!

I like stories. I like to write stories. This blogging thing just came naturally for me. See something cool, photograph it if possible. Reflect and write it down when possible. Repeat. Now it's become part of my life, and I realized very recently, part of our life. Our means us, my bride, my kids and me. You see, we were experiencing something cool together when my wife suddenly burst out, "Oh you HAVE to put that on your blog!" And I will...as soon as I remember what it was! This photo captures it all so well... Oh, I'm so blogging about this...