I don’t know who wrote that “hot flashes” headline! It should have been “hot news flashes! It should also have been three hot news flashes.
First, there are only 146 comments to go, to reach 65,000 and have a winner in our current comment contest. And this time the grand prize (there he goes again–there’s only one prize) will either be an autographed copy of His Mercy Endureth Forever (first edition, collectors’ item, etc.) or an autographed fli-back paddle ball toy.
Second, I don’t know how, but suddenly that annoying “301 error” message has disappeared from our Facebook posts on Patty’s Facebook page. We’re glad to see it go.
Third–now what was it?–oh, yeah! Quokka University will offer a course on how to read this blog. This is because we’re afraid people are missing special features like Joe Collidge and Oy, Rodney by not backing up a day or two and reading them. You don’t have to read them on the same day they were posted. We’ll also go into the wonderful treasure-trove of the blog archives, going all the way back to late 2011. Do you realize there are literally thousands of blog posts you could read? I’d never do it myself, but it’s all there if you want it.
To attend Quokka University, all you have to do is come to Rottnest Island. There is a rumor that if you close your eyes, click your heels together three times, and bellow out our Latin motto, “Ipso loquitur mannimota,” you will be instantly transported to our campus. I can’t test that because I’m already here. If you can make it work, please let us know! Make sure you tell us where you get transported to.
If it weren’t for his flashes, we would be dead in the water.
Whew, what a relief to find that Byron isn’t really having hot flashes! 🙂
I just tried clicking my heels together and saying the motto, but unfortunately I was wearing soft-sole moccasins at the time, and they didn’t click. I don’t think my sneakers will click either. Darn. I wish I still had my Air Force oxfords. (By the way, how do you get BACK from Rottnest Island after the heel-clicking?)
We don’t know. Nobody ever seems to want to go back.
I would love to visit Rottnest Island.
If I were to close my eyes, click my heels together three times and and bellow out “Please restore sanity to the world”, do you suppose Facebook could be instantly transported to Mars? 🙂
These Quokka are about as appealing as a wild animal can be. We don’t know what things were like before The Fall, but I would think that God’s purpose would be to have a world filled with animals that live in harmony with humans, and vice versa. I’ve learned that animals have a lot more going for them than the science classes, back in my school days, would have lead me to believe. Obviously, they were created to be part of our lives.
“Mere biological machines,” and all that… Oh, well, what do you expect from Settled Science?
Yep, and there’s an unfeeling biological machine curled on my lap, as I type. That’s why she follows me from room to room and why she insists on being part of everything I do.
Yes, they were, and in the coming millennium, it will be restored.
In some ways, I find it more heartbreaking to contemplate the fate of animals than that of humans. Animals didn’t sin, yet they pay a price for human corruption. Romans 8:19 “ For the creation waits with eager longing for the revealing of the sons of God. 20 For the creation was subjected to futility, not willingly, but because of him who subjected it, in hope 21 that the creation itself will be set free from its bondage to corruption and obtain the freedom of the glory of the children of God. 22 For we know that the whole creation has been groaning together in the pains of childbirth until now.“
At least they aren’t equipped to worry about it. My iguana’s vet explained that to me: “He’s not waiting for the next seizure. For him, when it’s over, it’s over.”
It’s still hard for us, as humans, to watch. There are a number of animals in my past that I miss dearly.
I hear you. Same here, same here.
Yes, I still remember the very first dog and the first cat I had as a small child Nice, though, to know they are not missing me. God knows how to handle all this.
Indeed, He does.
Do you not need ruby slippers to click your heels? or as the book says silver slippers?