We've been on the go this week; we spent Monday and Tuesday in Missouri visiting a seminary buddy of Eileen, bopped back to Lexington on Wednesday so Eileen could start a temp assignment, then back on the road Wednesday to spend Thanksgiving with my clan.
The traffic on I-75 Wednesday night in Ohio was nasty. I would love to have some sort of rear-mounted LED display to tell off people following me.
For the jet jockeys flying past at 80-85 miles an hour
"Your speed: Mach 0.12...0.11..0.12" (acting like those radar-equipped roadsigns)
For the tailgaters doing their best NASCAR imitation
"Please, not on the first date."
On a lighter note, I caught an interesting gospel group at the community-wide Thansgiving service in Poplar Bluff on Monday; a Golden Road Quartet that did barbershop-quartet style southern Gospel, but with a gal and three guys. I'd seen co-ed Christian groups, but not one that was singing guy-style in a mixed manner.
That's not too much of a reach, since most of those all-guy quartets have a guy singing a rather high tenor that a lady alto could easily sub for. You didn't notice the difference until the gal, Stephanie Clark, had a lead and you could tell she was a gal. When they did four-part harmony, she blended right in.
I was expecting something tame, giving that our friend in town is a PC-USA pastor, but a local charismatic church, the Palace of Praise (that sounds like a generic Pentecostal church for something like The Simpsons to use) was hosting and most of the speakers were Baptist.
Expect blogging to get back to normal next week.