My blog is worth $0.00.
How much is your blog worth?
I’m sure there is no way to place an actual monetary value on the deep thoughts posted here. I must have broken the calculator or something.
Seeing as how the experts who decide these things think wisdom, IU sports, and funny anecdotes about my children are of no value, I will gladly accept donations.
“Blessed are the poor,” right?
Earlier this week, I got a message from a pastor at a local church we’ve been attending off and on. He sent the message to his entire congregation telling us that he had received a ‘Word from the Lord,’ and that we didn’t want to miss this Sunday. I really didn’t want to go. In…
For the second year in a row, I will not watch the supposed college football national championship being forced down our throats by the BS (yes, I mean B.S.) championship system. It’s too bad, though. The match-up is one for the ages. It’s my little form of protest, I guess. The system is broken, and…
They fired Imus yesterday. I’m still not sure what I think about the entire debacle. I agree with everyone else that what he said was beyond defense and the way he handled the outcry was less than stellar. His comments were despicable and the Rutgers team didn’t deserve any of his nastiness. I had listened…
Hey – I just noticed that you can subscribe to the comments of a particular post. That was one of the things I liked the most about my old LiveJournal blog and I missed seeing it on here. It seems to me that it’s easier to have a conversation with someone while blogging when you…
We took the kids to their first drive-in movie last night. A good time was had by all. The movie wasn’t that bad, either. Firehouse Dog won’t win any Academy Awards or anything, but the kids liked it. Although it was a little predictable, Christy and I thought it was OK, too. I can’t believe…
This shop has been compensated by Collective Bias, Inc. and Walmart Family Mobile. All opinions are mine alone. #Tips4Trips #CollectiveBias As mentioned earlier, a lot of moving pieces finally came together at just the right time in just the right way in order for Christy to be able to meet “W,” the teenage boy we…