It’s Friday. My proverbial feet are up. I’m pondering deeper issues of the universe like “How has Nickelback sold that many albums?” and “Why do I have proverbial feet?”

Anyway, here’s a clip from the archives:

Here’s my diatribe for the day: I believe that churches and fast food joints should be more aggressive.  Take, for example, Tuesday night.  On Tuesday night, my 13 year old and I walked into an artery-clogging establishment to get our grub on.  As you know if you’re a faithful reader of this blog, when I’m shaming a retail place I don’t name names because it’s not Christlike, plus I don’t want to be sued and end up living under I-85 eating Cheez Whiz out of a shoe.

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