that sometimes you bore anyone unlucky enough to find the day's entry.
I will admit that I am still tired from Sunday-it is an occupational hazard.
I wanted to write a haiku about cheeseballs, but I couldn't figure out how many syllables are really in "orange"...and the weather has been so crazy that it's hard to know which season to reference.
I considered questions like "What if a congregation's newsletter deadline doesn't match candidating dates?" and "How many sermons have UUs done on the joy of NASCAR?" and "If we love coffee so much, why do we use percolators?", but really, I would rather nap than go into those.