Where have YOU been!?
Me? Oh, I've been out and about--and I found out that apparently I have been a very good boy all year. Either that, or I have a good publicist.
Stories? Yep, got several. A lot, in fact. Ten days away from work tends to do that to a person. And I will be sharing some with you in the coming hours, but right now, I have to catch up on ten days of not being at work, which promises to be a Very Bad Thing. Eh, but what of it? It's a new year, and I hope it will be a good'n.
So, to work for a bit, and then back with Wild Tales of Suburbia.
To start off, though--I figure I might as well let you in on some of the presents I snagged this year. As I said, I must have been very good. Reba (and the kids, with her help) got me a stack of things to read, some new, and some from the library old-book sale. In order of increasing physical size, my prizes were:
The Wisdom of Jesus and the Apostles, compiled by Philip Law
Leadership Lessons of Jesus--Timeless Wisdom for Leaders in Today's World Bob Briner, Ray Pritchard
The Golden Tradition--Jewish Live and Thought in Eastern Europe Lucy S. Dawidovicz, 1st Edition, 1967. (This is one from the library sale.)
Military History's Top 10 Lists--Great Commanders, Improbable Victories, Unlikely Heroes, and Other Martial Oddities M. Evan Brooks
The Empire of Reason--How Europe Imagined and America Realized the Enlightenment Henry Steele Commager, 1977. (Another one from the library.)
World War II--4,139 Strange and Fascinating Facts Don McCombs and Fred L. Worth
The Fall of the House of Borgia E.R. Chamberlain 1st Edition, 1974. (From the library sale.)
The Complete Family Bible Reference Foreword by Dr. Lloyd John Ogilvie
Martyrs' Shrine, produced by John G. Roach.
And I got PANTS!!
Anyway, back in a bit.
Posted by Terry Oglesby at January 3, 2006 08:05 AM::Skinny Dance of Joy::
But check your beloved Movable Type, as your home page looks something like a gentleman at the end of a LARGE Thanksgiving dinner. Complete with loosened belt and open pants button.
Posted by: skinnydan at January 3, 2006 08:34 AMI suppose I should dust off the tagline I had one time that said "Does this blog make my butt look big," but the effect is created by the fact that I only had the thing set to display the last ten days' worth of posts. Since I've been gone ten days, it's like I've started over completely.
Trust me--it'll get all back to normal shortly.
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at January 3, 2006 08:39 AMIt sure was hard being sick last week and not having any free ice cream to make it better. I'm glad you're back.
Posted by: Jordana at January 3, 2006 08:55 AMSorry to hear about your distress--I will do what I can to make it better. Which ain't much, but what do you expect from a marsupial!?
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at January 3, 2006 09:23 AMYeah, but do the pants still fit after all of that luxurious suburbia living (and Christmas delicacies, BBQ, pickled pigs knuckles, etc.)?
Posted by: MarcV at January 3, 2006 09:37 AMSunday I was driving up to my parents' in Cullman county and I saw a dead possum in the middle of the road and thought of you. Happy New Year!
Posted by: skillzy at January 3, 2006 09:40 AMWelcome back and Happy New Year!
Posted by: Kathy at January 3, 2006 10:00 AMNormal, of course, being relative. Let's simply say it will return to its usual self.
Posted by: skinnydan at January 3, 2006 10:07 AMYes, my pants fit just like pants should, Marc--large and baggy and droopy, just like Fred Mertz wears his. I didn't overindulge in any of the fine food this year, so I don't have anything to work off. For once.
And thank you for remembering me, Skillzy! I thought at first you didn't see me because you didn't wave back when you sped by.
And thank YOU Miss Kathy--it's nice to be back.
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at January 3, 2006 10:09 AMAnd Dan, you must not have met any of my relatives if you would use the word "normal" in the same sentence.
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at January 3, 2006 10:15 AMHooray! The return of possumy goodness!
Did you watch the possum drop on new years?
Posted by: Sarah G. at January 3, 2006 10:47 AMAlas, this possum dropped way before the appointed hour. I was plumb tuckered out. Although I will say I was woken up at midnight by what sounded like our neighbors recreating the fall of Baghdad. And my stupid next door neighbor who for some reason got out in his backyard and started whistling. I think he was trying to calm his dog down, but the only thing it did was wake me back up. Mainly because it was the way he was whistling--hi-low. HI-loow. Hi-low. Hi-low. Hi-low. Hi-low. OVER AND OVER AGAIN! Just the right frequency to penetrate the walls of our house and my very skull. AAAAGGGGHHHHH!
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at January 3, 2006 11:01 AM