Anything can be dangerous. Four months ago, I walked from the monastery to downtown Atchison. I had been cloistered for three days. Everything I read, and almost everything I saw and heard, was spiritual in aim. I thought I’d better put myself back in the real world a little, like you put a fish, still […]
Read More HarvestThe more conservative you are, the more boldy and gorgeously you sing. It’s one of the few things I deeply love about conservative Protestants. They sing to beat down the devil, and they often succeed. We went to the hymn sing at Silver Dollar City. The folks down there are mostly conservative Protestants. We sat […]
Read More A Capella6. Horizons– formerly EPCOT (RIP): I didn’t realize that among Disney fanatics (of whom I am only barely, sort of, sometimes one), Horizons was so popular. We loved riding it because there was never a line, and there was so much cool stuff to see. Horizons was about The Future. People living Under the Sea, […]
Read More Turman’s Top Ten Dark Rides, Part 2A small cottage, an attic apartment, on the first cold morning of the year. A drawer opens. Long underwear: Oh, good morning. Yibbet: Hi. LU: You wanna…? Y: Yeah. Ugh. LU: It’s been so long. I don’t think I’ve seen you since…. Y: Long time. Yep. LU: Maybe March? Or did we get together in […]
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Going On 