Directory Persistence
The scene: Highway 15-501 South; I am in my car on the cell phone, trying to compare prices on getting the tank for the gas grill filled, because yes, I’m just that cheap. Audio-Animatronic Operator...
The scene: Highway 15-501 South; I am in my car on the cell phone, trying to compare prices on getting the tank for the gas grill filled, because yes, I’m just that cheap. Audio-Animatronic Operator...
Dear Connections Pastor: Can you explain Daylight Savings Time to me, the general public? What is it? Why do we need it? Could we live without it? Signed, Springing Forward in Fuquay Dear Springing:...
As a kid, beverages in worship were an absolute no-no. My parents would have sooner had me stand up on the pew and throw my Mad Libs: Church Edition* square at the pastor’s head than...
This book review is brought to you by the good people at Family Christian Stores. Well, not really. But I thought I’d give a shout to my FCS brethren before I tell you why I...
It’s been a while since I’ve given you a free-for-all download about what’s going on in my head, so let’s do that now. Editor’s note: I just checked your file, and you’ve never given a...
Dear Readers: I’m a bit of a sucker for stats. I check the incoming links on this blog frequently to find out how you’re getting here. Some of you visit this blog because we’re friends,...
You don’t have to hang around me long to know that I’m not the saltiest french fry in the Happy Meal when it comes to sports. Sure, I played growing up, if you define “play”...
That’s right, Connective Tissue readers: break out your cyber-confetti and blow your celebratory interweb kazoo…it’s the 100th post. I was going to wow you with some fancy-schmancy statistics on how many posts that breaks down...
For my out-of-state readers, let me bring you up to speed by telling you that the Triangle area received anywhere from 2 to 6 inches of snow on Monday night. (Without that info, this story...
We just returned from the Christmas trek to Tennessee / Alabama, where we took part in what I refer to as the Biannual Festival of Awkward Small Talk (BFAST). Okay, so I’ve never really called...