Great Balls of Fire

Goodness, I joined my wife for lunch today and couldn't help but notice the sky was a funny color. Usually it's a very dark, almost black color, but at lunch it was a light blue color with fluffy white splotches. And there was this great big yellow glowing thing, just hovering there. Scary.

Oh Ninevah

A beautiful story should be highlighted, and Leslie at The Insomniac has written something beautiful today of children, Jonah and the Whale, and lost mittens. Go read the whole thing.

A Simple Light

"In all of this haste, all of this shopping, all of this worrying about budgets and finding the right thing for that difficult-to-shop-for friend, amidst the travel and houses full of family, the grumpy uncles and the weepy aunts, it’s hard to remember this time of year offers some beautiful opportunities."

Patch Escapes!

When I got home tonight, Patch was in a frenzy of barking. Apparently Lilly, the black labrador in heat next door, was doing that sexy beckoning to him all day. Janice, Lilly's owner, knocked on my door when I got home tonight. At 10:30pm, it's a little late so I was wary until I realized … Continue reading Patch Escapes!

Sock Thieves

I have way too many socks. I buy socks because socks disappear and they must be replaced. I have 3 drawers full of socks - dress socks, white socks, short exercise socks, boot socks... Wait a sec. I'm packing my bag for the gym, and I want those short white socks. I must own a … Continue reading Sock Thieves

Unnecessary Clues

You know how when you clip your nails, sometimes a piece will go flying off and hide in the carpet or among books or somewhere where you can't find it? When that happens, I always think, "My DNA!"

Testify

Matthew 12:34: For out of the overflow of the heart the mouth speaks. I've been asked to share my testimony at Second Baptist church this weekend. Everybody that comes to Christ has a story about how they finally gave up their stubborn ways and finally listened to what God has been saying to them. I … Continue reading Testify

The Crud

The Crud Starring Michael in his first full feature length flu. Rated PG, children shouldn't come anywhere near this man. Parents ought to stay away, too. Epic motion picture. It's called "epic" because hours go by and nothing seems to happen. In fact, I think I'll go back to bed now. Must Sneeze - Roger … Continue reading The Crud

Go Dogs, Go!

A houseful of dogs for Christmas was most amusing. Patch is used to having the house by himself most of the time, and most of the time he's very well behaved. He leaves the occasional brown surprise behind the sofa, I suppose, but what dog doesn't? Patch doesn't usually chew slippers or possess other destructive … Continue reading Go Dogs, Go!

Changing My Life

I picked up a Time Warner Digital Video Recorder. A Tivo clone. The ads say that the Time Warner DVR will change my life. So far it's been 90 minutes. ... Do I look.... taller to you? ... I think I'll go to the mall and wait.

Open Carefully

On the second floor of my office, I found a Dasani vending machine. It dispenses bottled water. On the front is a big sign that says, "OPEN BOTTLE CAREFULLY." That's important safety information for consumers. Are you aware of how dangerous that liquid is? If one part oxygen, a highly flammable gas, isn't enough, it … Continue reading Open Carefully

Bark Park

Patch & I went for a little outing this morning. He knew I was heading out as I was putting on my tennis shoes; as I headed downstairs, Patch raced ahead and checked the hall coat closet to see if I was getting a leash. Puppy joy! Not just any leash, but the short brown … Continue reading Bark Park

Dancin' Donna

I met a woman, Donna, at Patty's wedding over a month ago; somebody told her I could dance. She asked me if that was true. I don't know how to answer that question. Compared to what? Compared to a gorilla? Yeah, compared to a gorilla I dance well. Compared to Fred Astaire? Yes, compared to … Continue reading Dancin' Donna

Lost Lions

For some reason, Jo's recollection of Lost Lions is different than mine - she launches into a discussion of high-tech ammunitions, chemical peels, masks, arsenals of special soaps... I thought she was recovering from a terrorist attack. Really, Jo, it wasn't *that* bad. šŸ™‚ And hey, before I forget, tomorrow's Jo's birthday. Go make her … Continue reading Lost Lions

Kris's Older Sister

Last night's dream was in a movie theater. Or a swimming pool. Or maybe a movie theater in a swimming pool. I'm not really sure.

There was a girl in high school, Kris. I barely knew her, haven't thought about her since 1980. All I remember about her is that she had red hair.

She had an older sister. I didn't know her at all. And *that's* who I was seeing the movie with last night.

So Kris's older sister - call me. We should talk. šŸ˜›

P.S. There were also tornadoes and wine bottle in the dream. I'm so confused.

Once A Year

I try to have a date once a year, whether I need one or not. :/ Actually, most of the time I don't miss dating - for somebody that always wanted to be "happily ever after," I seem to have spent most of my life as "single father." Most days now the "what-ifs" are far, … Continue reading Once A Year

The Path Less Taken

Why do people come to Chasing the Wind? What answers are they seeking? What pheromone drives them buggy? What carrot moves their donkey?The first answer is simple - apparently, I'm a virtual babe magnet. I'm attracting women bloggers like buttered toast attracts cats. I dunno why, though I suspect it's the pretty colors. So subdued, … Continue reading The Path Less Taken

Y.M.C.A.

So I'm getting ready to hang it up for the night - I'll try to add that Google site search later - when my Launchcast Internet Radio starts playing this icky, horrible song....I pop over to Launchcast to blip this monstrosity off my radio... and realize it's William Hung, the rejected Idol contestant. The judge … Continue reading Y.M.C.A.

Ow^2

Up late again. Same reason. This morning I'm driving to work, listening to a country music love song. I cried like a baby. I gotta listen to something else. Maybe go back to listening to talk radio. No, wait - politician talk about raising my taxes on talk radio. That makes me cry like a … Continue reading Ow^2

Doris

I received a letter from the local car dealership. "Dear Doris," it starts. They have my last name correct, my vehicle VIN number correct, the make and model of my vehicle correct. Look at the muscles on my icon. Do I look like a "Doris" to you?