Nothing Says...

..."I want my inheritance" any better than getting your parents a McDonald's gift card for Christmas.

That was my first thought after seeing a TV ad for them a couple of days ago.

Reality Television Got It Wrong

My wife, Laura, and I have moved into our new condo. It's really nice, and we love it. Scarlet, our dog, loves her little yard, too.

Today, we had to go to the DMV to update the addresses on our vehicle registrations and drivers' licenses. It was the "express" DMV office--but its DSL connections to the main office were down, so it wasn't too "express" at first. While standing in line, Laura and I were observing the other people in the line...It was better than reality television. Quite entertaining.

Seriously, the conversations we heard between the people in the line as well as the cell phone conversations were crazy. Scripted "reality" television wastes money on the "creativity departments" they employ. Just stick a hidden camera in the DMV when the computers are down--that would be good reality television.

When the World is Right...

This week, the Southern Baptist Convention resolved to ban alcohol--declaring that all practicing members of the demonination should abstain from it. Now, neither my wife nor I drink anything whatsoever, so the resolution doesn't bother me because it convicts me.

What bothers me is the legalistic nature of the ban. Are we not drawing lines where the Lord has not? Anyway, I ran into a new blog that cracks me up: Purgatorio. This post concerning this issue made me laugh out loud. It's Anhieser Busch's response to the SBC ban, and we should be humbled that a beer company made a nice jab.