On other blogs:
* Lot of fun and intrigue happening over on Nikki’s blog lately. Worth checking out – it’s usually pretty funny stuff. Some single seminary girls have thrown down the gauntlet to the guys, and one picked it up.
* Dr. Mohler has a review up of Brian McLaren’s new book, A Generous Orthodoxy, that some of you may be curious to read. (Please, Rick, don’t take any potshots at Mohler on my blog – it’s his review, not mine. I know how you feel – I merely link to it here because I thought you and others would be curious. You like opposing viewpoints, right?)
* I made a comment on Nikki’s blog where I mentioned once laying face down in a pool of my own blood on the basketball court at the seminary. An explanation was requested. So here it is, briefly:
Several (five? man I’ve been here too long) years ago (when my shoulder still permitted me to play basketball), I was playing with a bunch of guys on that court. I was never a good player, mind you, so I had to make up for it with effort. At one point I went after a loose ball. As I extended to go after the ball, another player, also after it, wound up coming underneath men and taking my legs out. Well my arms were not positioned to catch the fall at all so I did a faceplant into the hardwood. Thu-Thud. All I knew was that I had a serious headache. Then I hear someone call, “Blood!” Then I was told not to open my eyes. So I just lay there. Apparently it was pretty gruesome, as I was tended to by guy that runs the rec center. A crowd stopped to watch from the hallway leading to the cafeteria (there are windows). They went to get my wife who was working on campus. When they went to get Keri, I informed them that they really needed to wipe up the blood.
Anyway, they took me out in a wheelchair and to the emergency room where I got a bunch of stitches over my right eye, which swelled up enormously. Dude I was ugly. Imagine a baseball over my right eye, colored all purple and blue and stuff. Really attractive. A day or two later (when the swelling went down enough for me to put on sunglasses) I returned to class, and people thought I was trying to do my best Tom Cruise impersonation, trying to be really cool. So I took them off… but then it was no fun always seeing people grimace at me! At work everyone thought I had been in some kind of fight.
So… Nikki I warned you it wasn’t that great of a story. But I could find a sweet picture of it and maybe put it up sometime.