Opportunity Comes Knocking Again

Two weeks ago I wrote a post about putting up posters advertising my ventriloquism for children’s parties. In that post, I wrote that I’m trusting God to be my booking agent. Well on Friday He came through for the first time since I wrote that post.

Early in the afternoon a knock came on my front door. When I answered it standing there was a man from a Baptist church here in town. I knew him because he was the man who helped us out when my wife and I performed at the church street fair back on September 20.

I was surprised to see him but soon realized that his visit would be a blessing to me. He identified himself and told me how everyone really enjoyed my ventriloquism performance at the street fair. Then he asked me if I had any type of show for the Christmas season. His church was having a special Christmas program for the kids on the Sunday before Christmas and they wanted me to ask me back to perform again. I told him I would be more than happy to do something for the children at his church with Christmas as the theme.

I gave him my cell phone number and told him to call me with the specific details about what type of show they wanted me to do. He asked me how much I charged. I told him that presenting the gospel message in church is not my job, it’s my ministry. At this point I’m not asking for any type of compensation for the opportunity to share the gospel.

I am thrilled for the chance to go back and minister to this church. Although it’s not a direct response from the publicity posters it is a direct response to my prayer for more work as a ventriloquist. This opportunity to minister with ventriloquism came right to my door. I didn’t even have to go looking for it. Praise God for his faithfulness. I’m sure this is only the beginning.

My Thankfulness Requires A Pair Of Prepositions

Yesterday was designated as a special day for the people of the United States to give thanks for all the blessings they have received in their lives. Over the years the holiday has also developed into a time when thousands gather around Thanksgiving dinner tables for a feast with family and friends. As they did so a lot of them took the time, just before partaking of their meal, to express their thankfulness specifically. The typical statement would probably have been “I’m thankful for…” The gratefulness expressed as praise for the person or things in their lives.

While I found myself thankful for many things in my life (my wife, my family, my church, my dogs, ventriloquism, financial stability, ect) this year I realized that I needed to express my thankfulness in a different way. While I still used the word “for” I found it quite necessary to use the word “to” preceding it. What I mean is that my expressions of thankfulness this year took the form of this phrase: “I am thankful to God for…”

As God works in my life and displays His Love and faithfulness more and more I find that my heart looks not to the specific blessings but to the Giver. The blessings themselves are wonderful but God is not Santa Claus. There are many places in the Bible that declare God as The Creator of everything in heaven and earth. Everything that is is because of Him. He is the One responsible for bestowing blessings upon me and thankfulness should be given directly to Him.

There is nothing in my life I could have received without God’s blessing and grace. Salvation from sin and the gift of eternal life through the sacrifice of His Son, Jesus Christ, are the prime examples.

It is my prayer that as I live for God and grow in my relationship with Christ that I will learn to appreciate the things He leads me through, the people He allows me to love and have relationships with, the things He gives me, and the changes He creates within my heart. But of the utmost importance is that I develop a strong spirit of gratefulness for the Creator of the Universe as He shows His never ending love and faithfulness toward me.

The first step toward doing that is making my traditional statement of Thanksgiving one that includes two prepositions.

A Thanksgiving Football Tradition

I’m writing this post just after midnight. That means it’s officially Thanksgiving Day. Every year since I’ve moved to Kentucky from my home town Thanksgiving morning has been a time of longing for me. While I do miss my Pennsylvania family very much the one thing I really miss on Thanksgiving morning is the local high school football game.

The traditional rivalry game between The Stateliners of Phillipsburg High School in Phillipsburg, New Jersey and the Red Rovers of Easton, Pennsylvania has been going on for over 100 years. My entire life the game has been as much a part of Thanksgiving Day as turkey and candied yams.

There’s a big build up about the game from the end of October until Turkey day. The schools have bonfires (one the night before the game and one the night after, if they win.) There are public pep rallies and lots of press coverage. Because the demand for tickets to see the game it is played at the field of a local college, Lafayette College

I went to every game during my high school years and even some after I graduated. My senior year my friend, Phil, and I set up a video camera and microphones and did a very amateur version of the play by play. This was years before the game was on local television. I still have a copy of audio highlights from that game.

A couple of years ago my brother-in-law video taped the game for me and I got to see it a few days later. It was cool but it wasn’t the same. Thanks to the internet I have found a way to keep track of the game on a blog page from the Lehigh Valley area. I’m hoping to find a web page that will let me at least listen to the radio broadcast on streaming audio.

So while every Thanksgiving I’m very happy to be spending the day with my family in Kentucky there will always be a part of me that longs to be at the Easton P’burg game. As far as I’m concerned there’s really only one place to be Thanksgiving morning and that’s Fisher Field.

Perhaps one day I’ll make plans to go back to my home town in order to spend the holiday with my PA family and I can go to the game. Until then I have to do what I can to follow the game from here as I console my heart with the promise that I will do my best to one day once again be part of what I consider a very special Thanksgiving Day tradition.

POST SCRIPT: The 2008 Easton/Phillipsburg football game is history. Phillipsburg was the favorite going in with a 9-1 record to Easton's 5-5 record. Easton won 35-14. :(

Job Interview

I took a step in the right direction yesterday. At 9AM I went for a job interview for a customer service job for the ShopNBC cable channel.

The interview was a unique experience because it was done in a conference room with 9 other applicants. The interview process and questions wasn’t anything different than l've experienced in the past. What was different was that all 10 of us took turns answering each question. That was good for me because I was 7th to answer and it gave me time to get my thoughts together in order to answer the best way I could.

The job is a part time position (25 hours a week) and is going to be 2nd shift; which includes most weekends. The hours aren’t exactly the ones I’d choose for myself but it is in a call center and pays close to the wage I need to make.

I won’t know until next week whether I will be offered 1 of the 7 open positions. I’m not going to worry about it. I know that God will work things out for in a way that’s best for me. I’d appreciate it if you’d pray for me. Please pray that God’s will be done in this situation. Thanks

My Tribute…My Blessing

Yesterday morning during our Sunday worship service at church I sang a solo. It was my second time this year. I sang the song “My Tribute” a song written by Andre Crouch. It was very popular when I as a teenager and has always been one of my favorite gospel songs. When I chose the song I thought it would be appropriate for the worship service the Sunday before Thanksgiving.

Many of you may know the song but only by the first few words of the chorus.

“To God be the glory, to God be the glory
To God be the glory for the things He has done”

I sang the song right before the sermon as the church offering was being collected. As I stood on the platform in front of more than 300 people who were there I began to look around. As I sang the words “To God Be The Glory” my mind started seeing thing in slow motion. I started noticing all individuals in the congregation who have been blessed with answered prayers over the past few years.

I saw a teenage boy who was diagnosed with cancer earlier this year but is now fully healed. I saw a woman sitting in the balcony who, a couple of years ago was stricken with a rare disease that caused her to lose all use of her muscles. God healed her and now she is an active member of our congregation.

As I continued to look around I saw so many people whom God has blessed that I couldn't’t begin to name them all here. The song I was singing quickly turned into an open praise complete with illustrations. All those people’s lives were glowing testimonies to the God’s glory. I was being blessed while singing my song.

Then finally the Holy Spirit showed me something that turned my song of praise into something very personal. I looked in the back of the church and saw my wife listening to me sing. She was standing in the vestibule very close to the same spot where I saw her walk down the aisle at the start of our wedding ceremony. My mind quickly became flooded with thoughts that filtered down though my heart and became memories of blessings; the uncountable blessings that God has given me since I took the Love of My Live as my wife and began following Him as Lord.

I fought back the tears from my eyes and did my best not to let my voice quiver as I finished the song. I had my own personal worship service that I will not soon forget. Within the 3 minutes and 30 seconds it took me to sing the song God revealed something to me that wiped away weeks of depression that stemmed from my feelings of irrelevance.

God is not in some far off corner watching me as I struggle on my own in life. He’s actively working in my life and blessing me. He’s giving me His strength to life my life every day. That strength has been provided though the sacrifice of His Son Jesus Christ. As another popular song says “Because He lives I can face tomorrow.” Not only can I face tomorrow; I am blessed as well. Every Christian who loves and obeys God and His word is blessed. To God Be The Glory For The Things He Has Done!

It’s Been A Quiet Month

As I looked at the number of posts so far this month and then looked at the calendar I realized that this month is probably going to have the fewest number of posts than any month since April.

There are two main reasons for this: lack of computer time and lack of material. Training and wrangling our new puppy takes up the majority of my day. I get up between 6:30 and 7 AM every morning. The rest of the day is spent divided between letting him in and out of the backyard to make sure he has no “accidents”, keeping him from chewing or eating things he’s not supposed to, and training him to get along with our other two dogs.

I do put him in his crate for an hour or two at a time a couple of times a day to give me a break. But that time is spent doing things around the house or doing other things besides sitting at the computer and writing blog posts.

In the past most of my posts have been written later at night during the time I used to spend on the computer just after putting the dogs in their crates and before going to bed. I don’t get that time any more. After dealing with the puppy all day by that time of the night, about 10PM, I am tired and ready to go to bed.

The other reason for the lack of posts this month is the interesting material. I don’t really have much to write about these days. It’s a uneventful time. I do have some things going on this next week with Thanksgiving and some other events coming up. I anticipate having some interesting things happening. I’ll do my best to find the time write about them.

I only read two other blogs but they are very different when it comes to posting. One of them has at least one post (sometimes two) every day. The other only has a new post every week or so. I find myself a lot more loyal and interested in reading the one with the daily post. I appreciate you taking the time to come and read my posts. I will do my best to get back to giving you something to read on a regular basis. Keep reading.

Finally A Haircut

Hey Everybody I know that this month's posts have been scarce but I haven't had much time to do anything except pay attention to our new puppy these last 2 weeks.

Anyway I managed to get away yesterday and go to town to get some things done. I distributed quite a few of the ventriloquist advertising posters to party supply houses and other locations where potential clients will see them.

I also went to the mall and for the first time in 16 weeks I got my hair cut. For those of you not familiar with the story of my last hair cut look back at my July 29 post.

I went to the same place in the mall and planned on giving the woman who made me just this side of bald a chance to redeem herself. Unfortunately, she wasn't there. I got my hair cut without any problems or mistakes this time which ordinarily would bring the whole experience to a conclusion. However the real lesson of the bad hair cut will stay with me for the rest of my life. What I've learned from the bad haircut of 2008 is how God can change my heart.

I went into that shop yesterday anxious to give the woman a second chance to cut my hair again. I was kind of disappointed when I didn't get the opportunity. Not so I could write about it in this post and pat myself on the back. "Oh what a good person I am because I gave someone a second chance." Given my own mind I wouldn't have ever gone back to that shop again and painted an insulting picture of the woman's incompetence when telling the story to others in the future. But from my study of the scriptures and the way the Holy Spirit has been speaking to me I realized that God is a God of forgiveness and second chances. If we are to be like Him we need to be kind, loving, forgiving, and look for the opportunity to offer redemption to others whenever possible. That has become a strong belief in my heart. I did not come up with that belief on my own. It is a characteristic of God that has grown up in my heart and my spirit through the work of His spirit.

Party Publicity

After months of procrastination I have finally designed and distributed a poster advertising my availability to do ventriloquism at birthday parties.

The poster has pictures of me and my characters: Calvin, Cecil the turtle, Irving the fish, Eugene the owl, Grandpa Sherman, and Schnozz. I would have put the poster at the top of this post but there is information on it that I don’t want on the internet.

I’ve already put posters up at my church and outside our grocery store. I am going to put them in more places where I believe it will be seen by potential clients.

Last week I distributed some black & white copies of the poster to members of a young mothers group that meets at our church. They were all enthusiastic about the fact that I’m starting to do parties. A lot of them have children who really like my characters.

I do believe that this is an avenue of ventriloquism that I need to be involved in. It’s not just for the money. I don’t think I’ll make anything close to what I would at a full time job but it will be a good supplement to our income as a part time job. I really need to do this to get more of a reputation in the community. I believe that God has led me to finally take this step of faith and get my name and my talent out in the public so I can become a more effective minister. I’ve finally gotten the posters up now I’m trusting God to act as my booking agent. I can’t wait to see what great things he does.

Canine Management

Well here it is Saturday and I’m just now getting the time to sit and write about what my week has been like. Since getting Gavin, our new puppy, on Monday night, life for me and the rest of my household has really changed. I’ve had to devote the majority of my day to puppy and pack management.

What this basically means is that I’ve had to keep Gavin on a leash when he’s in the house to keep him from having “accidents”. I’ve let him run free outside most of the time because he likes to walk around our yard sniffing and finding things to chew on in addition to answering nature’s call. That freedom came to an end this morning when he found a hole in the back right hand corner of our fence and “escaped” for the first time. Luckily I was able to catch him before he got any further than our next door neighbor’s back yard. So until I get the hole closed off or get him a collar to keep him inside the invisible fence, his outside freedom will be limited as well.

The process of getting Gavin included in our little pack with my other two dogs has also required diligence. The first couple of days I allowed the pup and my 2nd youngest but biggest dog, Angel, to play fight whenever they wanted to. They did it in the house and in the yard. I figured they were getting to know each other and were just playing. But I quickly discovered that the constant combat made the puppy very aggressive toward me when I tried to discipline him.

After Tuesday I realized that I needed to keep Angel and Gavin separate as much as possible to limit the fighting. And the times they were together I needed to verbally and physically send the message that fighting will not be tolerated. That message gets through to Angel a lot easier than Gavin. Most of the time I have to tell Angel to get up on the love seat and restrain Gavin by shortening his leash keeping him away from Angel. I also got him a new chew toy and strongly promoted the fact that when he wanted to chew or bite; the toy was the only acceptable vehicle.

Two other key elements that have helped the process of establishing order around here are a daily routine and daily walks.

Since Wednesday I’ve taken Gavin for at least one walk each day. The walks are short because I’m not able to walk long distances right now. So far I’ve only walked him up and down our block. I’m working on being able to go further but it will be a while. He’s perfectly happy with that distance so far and seems to enjoy it. Also we have started taking our other two dogs for walks again. On Wednesday night my wife walked them up and down our block one at a time and on Friday I walked Dory as well. The rainy weather kept us from walking them any more.

The daily routine starts each day between 7 & 8 AM just about the time my wife leaves for work. I let the dogs out of their crates, out into the yard for their morning bathroom break then bring them inside for about an hour. I take Gavin out again before putting him in his crate for about an hour. That routine continues through the day and includes the walks.

So that’s the way things are going with the canine management so far. The house training is going very well. Gavin hasn’t had any “accidents” since Tuesday. I’ve kept a pretty tight schedule in regard to taking him outside. I’ve also been putting him in his crate to give him rest during the day and give me a break.

Things are not anywhere near where they need to be but it’s been less than a week since he’s been here. I’d say so far things are looking pretty promising. I’m sure it’s going to be another month or two before the puppy’s bathroom habits, pecking order of our little pack, and Gavin’s adjustment to living in our home come together and life becomes once again somewhat calm at our house. It’s going to take continued patience and commitment on my part but I’m the one who wanted the puppy so I can’t complain.

Gavin's First Day

Here are some pictures of Gavin that I took during a "quite time" in the afternoon.

A Three Dog Night

This post is not about a cold winter evening in Norway or a Rock & Roll group from the 70's. It's about the animal population of my house. As of 8PM tonight we now own 3 dogs. Let's go back to the beginning.

Ten weeks ago I posted an article about my son and his fiance getting a new puppy named "Gavin." To make a long story short tonight Gavin came to our house to live. The puppy needs a place to run around and we have a good size back yard where he can do that. He also has a couple of new companions in Dory and Angel, the dogs we already have. He's not quite house broken so I knew if he came to live with us it was going to be a task to get him trained.

Also, I was really concerned about the introduction of the puppy to the established territory of the other two. My anxiety wasn't eased at all when I found an online article that advised that if you had 3 dogs it qualified as a "pack." Different rules of behavior would have to be established from the beginning for us as owners to stay in control. There was also a concern about introducing a male into a house with 2 female dogs.

When I brought Gavin to the house we allowed the dogs to get acquainted by putting him in his crate and letting the other two sniff around and "check him out." Then we put Dory & Angel in their crates and let Gavin do the same.

After they were a bit familiar with each other we put them together for the first time in our living room. Gavin and Angel immediately began to play with each other. They romped around and wrestled each other with their tails wagging the whole time. Dory took some time to sniff out this new comer but she didn't seem all that interested in getting in on the playtime.

Just as I was getting to feel rather confident and thought "hey this is going to be pretty easy" Gavin brought me back to reality with 2 "accidents." One on the living room rug and the other on the carpet in the computer room. Each of these happened after trips outside to walk around the backyard with no "restroom" activity achieved. Oh well, it's going to take some time and patience.

I have already decided on a middle name for our new puppy. You see each of my other two dogs have middle names. There's "Dory Elizabeth" and "Angel May". Having middle names makes for serious verbal emphasis when correcting them just like my mother used to do to me.

Although I was never a big fan of the show The Love Boat that's where I found our puppy's new middle name. The actor who played the captain was also named "Gavin." That's why our new guy's middle name is "Macloud" Can't you just hear me saying it? "Gavin Macloud, don't chew on that slipper!"

I have yet to take any new pictures of our pup. He's grown quite a bit since the picture on the August 25 post. He's now about 16 pounds. I will put up some pics when I've got some.

Now some of you might be asking why would we ever decide to take on a 3rd dog in our home. There are several reasons and here are a few. Because he's already part of the family I couldn't see Gavin going anywhere else to live except within our family. In addition, he's a beagle and I've always wanted one. We thought Dory was a beagle when we got her but she's more of a hound dog than anything.

Finally I realized very quickly tonight that in addition to a crate, some chew toys, and a bag of puppy chow something else came with Gavin that I didn't expect: exercise. I'd forgotten just how much you have to walk a puppy when training them. By the time it was time to put the dogs in their crates for the night I was pretty tired from walking Gavin in the backyard twice. So it looks like that exercise program my doctor has been encouraging me to begin will begin out of necessity. Be careful what you wish for.

Anyway that's the story of Gavin coming to live with us and our first "3 dog night." I know there's a lot more adventure to come because of the training Gavin requires. Oh by the way we haven't even told our cat yet.

An Evening That Was In The Cards

Last night my wife and I spent the evening visiting with 3 other couples from church at the home of one of the best cooks I know. The woman who was our hostess is notorious for her delicious dishes and desserts. As I've told people before she can make a silk pie out of a sow's ear.

The evening began with a dinner of white chili with corn chips and salsa followed by one of my favorite desserts in the world, peanut butter pie. It was all wonderfully delicious.

Following the meal the 4 couples divided up into teams to play cards. There were 4 teams of 2 players but no one was paired up with their spouse. We spent the next 3 hours playing a card game called "Hand & Foot." It's based on the game of Canasta but has some different and unique rules that make it a lot more fun. Two games were played at the same time at two different tables. After the games were finished the winners switched tables and played the winning team from the other table. We did that 3 times. When the night was over every team had won at least one game. My team won 2 games and lost 1. We won our last game by making a coming back on the very last hand.

The evening was a lot of fun and very relaxing. My wife has been working long hours and has to work today, Saturday, as well. The night was a lot of fun for her and I'm glad we went. It was the kind of evening we'd been talking about for a long time.

Sometimes God gives us an opportunity to rest when we need it the most. Thanks to the hospitality and kindness of our hosts last night we got a much needed night of Christian fellowship and fun.

Election Night Gives Glimpse Of Future World Leader

The election is over and there is a new President-Elect of the United States. The people of this great country have spoken and it can't be changed now.

I watched the election returns from the moment they started here in Kentucky. The network I watched for 95% of the evening was ABC. There is a lot of things I could comment about in regard to the way the event was covered and presented but that's not what this post is about.

I would like to write about something I don't think I've ever seen happen during a Presidential Election in this country before. I've seen it happening in other countries through news reports but not here in the USA.

What I mean is the response of the people. Last night there were thousands of people who came out to various locations to "celebrate" the election of their candidate. I'm not talking the ballroom of the hotel where the candidate was watching the results or the victorious party's campaign headquarters. People gathered to watch and celebrate these election results in places like Times Square in New York City, Grant Park in Chicago, African American churches throughout the south, African American colleges around the country, and even Pennsylvania Avenue outside the White House. When I say "people" I'm not just talking a few thousand. I'm talking hundreds of thousands of people around the country.

Diane Sawyer of ABC news kept saying that the streets of Times Square were "carpeted with people." Charles Gibson kept commenting that it was like New Year's Eve and that there would have been even more people if the city had shut down the streets.

While the celebration in Grant Park in Chicago was an organized event the amount of people there was unbelievable for just a celebration of an election. There were helicopter shots of streams of people who had parked at least a mile away walking to the park into a crowd that was already 50 yards deep in front of the podium.

From what I know the crowd in front of the White House was just a spontaneous gathering. Nevertheless they were there to celebrate the fact that someone they believe in and voted for had won the right to take over residency.

The reason for all these gatherings was the unprecedented emotional connection of the people with their hope in their candidate. The voter's belief in Barrack Obama was not just in him as a presidential candidate promising change. Quite a few elections have been won by men on that platform before. There was a palpable spiritual and emotional commitment to and belief in him.

In an interview with ABC news Oprah Winfrey said that she would have lost part of her soul if she had not given everything she could to back Obama to become president. She even quoted a verse from the Bible to back up her reasoning. (Matthew 16:26 which was taken totally out of context by the way)

I believe it is safe for me to say that as a leader Barrak Obama is different than any other president we've ever elected. I believe people will follow and support him blindly no matter what he does. I say this because of the passion and commitment I saw and heard voiced from his supporters last night. He in so many ways validates a lot of people in this country.

Now I've written all of that to write this. I recently was asked by someone if I thought Barrak Obama was the Anti-Christ written about in the Bible. My answer was that while the Bible does give details of the Anti-Christ in the books of Daniel and Revelation but he will not come into power until after the Church of Jesus Christ has been removed from the earth. This "removal" is otherwise known as “The Rapture”. It is explained by the Apostle Paul in 1 Thessalonians 4:16 & 17. Since I am a born again Christian and I am still here writing this blog obviously the rapture has not taken place; even though "the stage" has been set for it for some time now.

Truth is there is no way anyone knows who the Anti-Christ is or may be. But the one thing that the reaction to the election of Barrack Obama does show us is how a multitude of people can commit themselves to a leader in whom they passionately believe.

The Bible says that the entire world will fall in love with the Anti-Christ. They will believe anything he says and do anything he tells them to do. He will be a beloved leader of the entire world.

Up until last night I was not sure that something like that could ever happen in this country. In addition the ABC news coverage didn't just show the celebrations of people in the United States. They covered similar reactions of the people in Kenya (Obama's father's country of origin), and the rest of the globe. The world's reaction to Obama is, to a lesser degree, the same as it is here. They love him.

Now I'm not in the least bit insinuating that our 44th President is the Anti-Christ. I have already written the reasons that cannot be determined. But if there was ever a doubt in a Christian's or non-Christian's mind that there couldn't ever be any one leader in this world that would stir the hearts and gain the loyalties of people throughout the world they'd better take a closer look at what happened on Election Night 2008 in the United States of America.

November…So Far

It’s the 3rd day of November and this is my first post for the month. You may have been wondering where I’ve been and what I’ve been doing.

On Saturday, the 1st, I attended a luncheon meeting at my church. The purpose of this meeting was to get to meet and ask questions of the candidate for associate pastor. Our church has been without an associate since the end of last year when my friend, Brent, left that position.

On Saturday evening my wife and I went out to her step brother’s house for a birthday party and cook out. There were 8 adults and several teenagers there. The fire was nice and warm. There was chili, hot dogs, roasted marshmallows, Smores, and birthday cake on the menu. Most of the night was spent sitting around talking, telling stories, discussing life and enjoying the fire. It was the most relaxing and enjoyable evening away from our house that we’ve had in a while. It was also special because up until 2 years ago Paula never had the chance to spend time with her family. The joy of having her family back in her life is one of the best gifts God has given my wife since we’ve been married.

On Sunday, the 2nd, the associate pastor candidate read some scripture and talked a bit during the morning worship service. Afterwards our church had a special business meeting and voted to offer him the position. I believe he’s going to start the job in January. I helped hand out and collect the ballots during the meeting. Afterwards I helped tally the votes.

Today, the 3rd, I did two things. I spent some time at church talking with some woman in a group called “Mom Time.” They are a group of “stay at home mothers” who get together each Monday for about 3 hours to have lunch, socialize and study God’s word.

I had to stop by and give some children’s church material to one of the mom’s who attends. After I got there the women asked me if I could stick around and answer some questions and help them with their meeting. I’d tell you more details but I’ve been sworn to secrecy.

The rest of my day was spent in town running errands: shopping for groceries, making bank deposits, getting food for James’ pet lizard. Those things don’t sound very exciting but they needed to be done.

Anyway, that should get you caught up on what’s been going on with me so far this month. Sorry I haven’t posted anything for a few days. I’ve not really had anything that exciting to write about. Hopefully with tomorrow being Election Day I’ll see something really good while I’m at the polls so I can write about it. Catch Ya Later.