You’d think animals as smart as cats and parrots would have no trouble figuring out that their reflection in the mirror is only a reflection–but I guess if there’s no one else around who wants to play, your reflection is the next best thing. These and other video clips display a common approach to getting through the slack part of the day: by acting goofy. And the goofier, the better.
Requested by Erlene: Do You Have Room for Jesus?, sung by Carroll Roberson. And a personal note to Erlene: Please feel better soon, you and your son are in our prayers.
From The Little Drummer Boy, Guy Penrod segues right into We Three Kings: requested by Jeremy. We’re getting our carol contest back on track!
This rates a Wow, don’t you think? Hark! The Herald Angels Sing, performed by Amy Grant: requested by SlimJim. You don’t want to skip this one! Turn up the volume–Christ is born in Bethlehem!
“Now: did you, or did you not, when you were 11 years old, say such-and-such…?”
Actually, this has gotten much worse since this incident from five years ago.
Now they can–and do–go back over everything you’ve ever said since you were a toddler and dig up a “homophobic slur,” whatever that may be, that you made on the playground when you were ten years old. And this disqualifies you from, well, everything. Certainly from any kind of role in public life: and you can forget about holding any job more exalted than latrine attendant.
We now treat abominable things as sacred, and holy things as abominable.
Does anybody know how this came to be?
If God has granted my prayers and lifted my illness, I’m just now on my way to Christmas shopping and you’re listening to this–Good Christian Men, Rejoice, sung by the Robert Shaw Chorale.