"Never try to tell everything you know. It may take too short a time." - Norman Ford

Cute kid night.

I had no idea!
I read an article in TIME about margarine. Since I don’t go into grocery stores I didn’t realize stick margarine has nearly disappeared from the shelves of the dairy section. As I learned from this article, that’s because it’s the evil trans-fats that make margarine stick in a stick. Once trans-fats were identified as a leading cause of heart disease (and outlawed by an increasing number of nanny governments across our country) nobody wanted to by stick margarine. Just a small number of firms still sell it and they’re phasing it out. Enter: The Tub!

But wait! There’s more! It’s the trans-fats that give a toasted cheese sandwich that golden brown and slightly crusty exterior. Tub margarine? Soggy yellow.

We’re getting some nasty weather here this weekend. No, legitimately nasty, not just Valley of the Sun nasty. Low temps, high winds and up to 3/4” of rain, which isn’t significant unless you live in the desert where almost all of that runs off, causing flooding.
I think of it in terms of loading and unloading church equipment Sunday morning. Oh well.

I learned the hard way not to wait until Saturday night to do the printing. Problems = panic.
Friday night printing problems? An online chat with a Kodak tech who, I’m pretty sure, does not live in Sandusky. Her name and failure to understand my humor suggests India or similar.
OK, the failure to understand my humor may not be an indicator.
The printing got done but we have no idea why because we don’t know why the wireless connection between my laptop and the printer kept disappearing. The printer would drop it, reconnect, drop it again....without any discernible cause. It took 90 minutes to print 40 bulletins (2 sides) and my sermon (1 side).
She took me through dozens of steps during the disconnect phases, all without results. I’d type, “It’s still not responding” and she’d respond, “OK.” The only time I got a definitive response came when I asked, “Is my printer possessed?” A: “No”
I’m not sure she was right about that one, either.

Two guys were arrested here today for using Craig’s List to procure sex.
The really bad news?
They were asking for people who would offer their dogs for the act.
Gotta love Phoenix.

It’s late. I had planned to write more but I lost half my evening chatting with a gal with a foreign name and no sense of humor. Maybe tomorrow night, eh?