This is the beginning, well of this blog anyways. I don't have time to write the world, individually, sorry, but it's just the truth. So here I will attempt to keep people updated about what's going on. So next time I hear, "you never call," or "I never know what's going on with you!" I won't feel bad. I'm a protestant, so I lack the gene that causes guilt... The main problem with something like this is that when it comes to a text, it can so easily be misunderstood. So try your best to break this down and pray the text remains open to you, the reader. Take it from the never-ending hermeneutical experience.
Pigeon, DiDi, Amelia D. and I are moving in a few weeks... well I think so. We are going to Chicago's Hyde Park between Lake Michigan and Washington Park. I'm the everlasting student, I always have flavor; 32 of them, to be exact.
This is not a picture of my dog. This is Tori, my friend Kim's dog. I like the picture, so sue me. I wish I had something interesting to blog about, but I am not Amy Adams playing cooking my way through a famous cook book, I'm just finishing the last Harry Potter book. Don't tell me what happens. And I'm not dying or sick, so I haven't had any major revelations. I'm still looking for another revelation. Trust me, I'll let you know when I discover another one. But maybe this will help me one day, I'd like to write a book. I'm not the best writer, but how many of you out there are? It's all up in the air, simply waiting for me to make the decision. You can watch... it might not be pretty. But that's up to you to decide.
