Waiting for the kid

I’m waiting around, tapping my fingers or something useful like that, waiting for the kid to come home from his photography field trip to Chicago. I guess that, when you’re 19, “calling the parents” isn’t high on your list of favorite activitites. But still… I sent a revamped Fluffy the Laptop on with him (I’ve Continue reading Waiting for the kid

A random thought

… which came to me while watching the current episode of Joan of Arcadia (“Common Thread”): If catholic priests spent even a tenth of as much time helping and counseling the victims as they always seem to do to the victimizers, we would already be halfway to heaven.