Our parish rector is still on sabbatical, so while she’s away we sometime have guest preachers on Sunday morning to help out our assistant rector. This past Sunday, we listened to one of our fellow parishioners, a retired “famous” (so he says) staff member from the local professional football team. His topic was on “transition” (I think) since the gospel reading was from Christ’s time in Caesarea Philippi - His last stop before returning to Jerusalem. The topic of transition was the best I could make out, because the sermon seemed to wander - so much so that at one point I wrote a big “?” in my bulletin and showed it to Jessica, who just shrugged.
I’m not sure why the painters’ van thought he could beat me to the lane merge from the stop light. I even gave him five-to-six car lengths’ head start before I rolled on the throttle and smoked him.
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The weather was great for the drive in, and I had the windows and moon roof open for the traffic-free drive. I arrived at work early enough to get a fantastic parking spot and a good breakfast (the cafeteria doesn’t make a ton of food, so if you don’t get it early, it’s gone). I was even spared the usual irritation of a slow elevator ride (I work on the sixth floor, and I spend too much time in a silver box staring at lit up buttons). The only other person on the elevator got on with me and got off at five - and she even flirted with me. There was no actionable e-mail waiting for me. I even ordered the boy two new toys.
Wow. This feels good.
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In honor of Earth Day – and because folks have recently asked about my recent auto trade-in – I’d like to talk about some practical environmentalism.
