Good Friday

Alas! I am back, and with bells on as some would say. Okay, really I've lost some major steam as far as blogging motivation goes. Sometimes (as in earlier this morning I was full of very deep, sincere things to say regarding the profoundness of Good Friday) the window in which I could type a good blog is about as big as the window in which a Panda Bear can get pregnant. Okay, that was a bit of a stretch as far as analogies go. We will collectively have to wait for the king of analogys (Matt Jansen)to give it a rating on ultra dumb-to-quite clever.

I'm eating creamy chicken noodle soup as I write this as a sort of victory meal over my prolonged bout with the (apparent) common cold. It just would not go away.

The entire contents are moved out of my humble room in order to patch a severe crack in the cement. We ended up just throwing away my beloved yellow and brown striped carpet as there was not much left of it. Wow, this soup is good. Some said Chicken Noodle Soup could not be improved. Nay! They were wrong!

I feel at this juncture that I should try and salvage this post with at least one good thought about good friday, at least since I titled this post that. Without trivalizing the day anymore than I already have by including this with the rest of the non sense I've already typed, I would just like to say thanks for reading, and I hope you find some solace in the fact that today truly is an amazing, yet somber, beautiful, tragic day marking the death of Christ to pay for us wretches otherwise hopelessly lost, hopelessly doomed without the gift of His suffering.
Earlier this morning as I sifted through the paper, I thought to myself that there was not one article, or any notion of the fact that today is Good Friday, other than a lazy article about Russel Stover's increased production of choclate crosses. This annoyed me very much at first, but I got over it. I guess I don't really need a nice article in the local paper to appreciate this day. That's all I feel up to saying right now. Good day compatriots, strangers, and passer-bys..............