So, I'm almost a full week behind. That's OK. I had an excellent trip last week and it's taking me a bit of time to get back into the groove of home life.
PostSecret is an ongoing community art project where people mail in their secrets anonymously on one side of a homemade postcard. I find it to be an insightful sociological experiment. These four secrets caught my attention last Sunday:
I'm one of those oddballs that does generally read directions and owner's manuals. I tip my hat to those who figure things out without having to read directions. I also growl at those who refuse to read directions yet complain about the task at hand. It's just not that hard, folks.
The best part of my day used to be picking up mail at the PO box. I heard you broke your ankle, so don't work there any more ... and I hear you're not coming back. Poo.
Oh, I am so tempted to do this to one particular nemesis. But I believe in karma, so I refrain.
A sentiment carried by three of my favorite atheists. They are much better lovers than some theists I know!
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