Letters from Kamp Krusty

This Reminds Me of Prom Night

This RPG is the ULTIMATE VIDEO GAME:  The Brant's High School Social Life Simulator

And He Also Forgot About Daily Quiet Times

I mentioned on my morning show that Jesus summed up God's will for our lives.  He didn't talk about our college choices or careers much -- strangely -- but he did sum things up:

"Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your mind.  This is the first and greatest commandment.  And the second is like it:  Love your neighbor as yourself.  All the law and the prophets hang on these two commandments."

A woman called.  "Not to be critical, but you also need to include witnessing to people so they can also go to heaven."

I (and He?) stand corrected.

I Am Arwen

Greetings.  I am Arwen.

Yesterday, my owner, Brant, left his laptop open.

I fully unfolded the monitor.  I then wiped my rear end across it.

For I am Arwen.

I'm Still Not Making This Up

An update to this:  In the manual to the video game, "Left Behind:  Eternal Forces", they give us bios for the characters.

All the good people are married. 

All the evil people are single.

Hello, McFly?

Nice work from Biff.  He'll always be Biff.  (HT:  euphrony)

Come to the Church in the Wildwood. NOW.

Shaun "Puffy" Groves notes the dearth of current worship songs about the church.  (Or, really, he notes someone noting this.)  And that guy says church-singin' is too individual these days.  That guy misses all those old, classic hymns that weren't so silly-personal, and more church-focused, like "The Church's One Foundation."  Why don't we sing more of those? that guy wonders.

We need to bust out more old songs about the church.

Dang thing is, I can't think of any.   Wait:  "Come to the Church in the Wildwood."  We sang that a LOT growing up. 

The chorus:  "Come to the church in the wildwood.  Come to the church in the vale.  No spot is so dear to my childhood, as the little brown church in the vale."

Now THAT was a song about a church.  Verses 1, 2, and standing on 4. We worshiped with it, man.   Put your hands in the air.

I'm still not quite sure what that was all about, but it certainly wasn't too personal. Unless one considers the personal invitation:  by singing it, we were personally inviting each other.  Actually, it was an implied command, sung in unison:  (You) come.  NOW.  (Punk.)

I'm not sure where the wildwood is, but the song says it's right there, you know -- in the vale. 

I don't know what a vale is. 

I figure if I find the vale, WHAM! -- wildwood.  Then it's only a matter of time and -- KAPOW! --church.  Let's pray.

One Heck of a Test-Post

I'm just checking this out, trying to see how stuff will work.

I'm not sure I like this format.  It just looks so...not cool.  I don't know how to put it.

That's a picture of some water.  I like some water.  Not all water.  Some.