Here come the men in black

So, I decided to wear my old bomber from last year (Multiple reasons, the new one is cute, but the old one is warm). I reached into my pocket, and what did I find? A pair of sunglasses, yes, you know the ones, the ones from the PT routine. I always smile when I reach into the pocket and feel them.

So how is everyone doing? I lost two corps members. The team has functioned better without them. I should be getting two to three more members in January. We should be doing better then. It's been fun here. The senior corps members are a tight bunch here.

Currently I am in PIttsburgh, but only for a few more hours. I will be flying to Chicago tonight so I can work for the next three days or so.(See, Thursday is a day off for us, but I have to go to the No Child Left Behind meeting) I am here because I had a meeting with the Bishop. Yes, I am continuing with the whole ordination process. I passed that, and now I have to take a psychological exam, a medical exam, and meet with the commission in March. It's been fun, and I am racking up the frequent flyer miles. Always a fun thing. Anyway. Just wanted to say hello!

Kosmo Kramer and Michael Babcock: seperated at birth?

I just saw the Seinfeld episode in which Kramer asks the man at the Italian restaurant to put his rain-soaked jacket and shirt into the pizza oven. They come out burnt (and smelling so much like calzones that Steinbrenner smells them and thinks that George has brought him his calzone). Well, it just reminded me of the time that Michael put the Young Heroes t-shirt in the microwave to dry it out, and it came out burnt and smelling like butt. Ah, memories.