Father, we lift Emily to You, knowing that You are sovereign and a worker of miracles. Lord, we ask You to reach down and touch Emily with Your healing power, to give recovery and strength to Your daughter. Bring complete restoration to her vision and to her jaw. Bless her as only You can bless. Give peace to the family and wisdom to the doctors. We ask these things, Father, in Jesus' name. Amen.
that's no moon, it's a space station....oh wait, it IS the moon, but it looks exactly like the Death Star...hmmmm
Hey guys I've been good! things have been crazy, I'm moving into a new apartment tomorrow. how's everybody holding up here?
Oooh, oooh. I have an idea... Let's ask the guys at NASA who engineer the space shuttles to come up with a solution to the BP problem. Yeah, that's the answer!
wow, big lightning and thunder just now, lights went out for a second, and the bajillion decibel screen informed me that cheerleader camp is still going on in the gym. getting anything over on the East side, Micah? (weather, I mean :happy102)
Yay! I am checked out and cleared out of my classroom for the summer. Now, what am I going to do? To ghost or not to ghost, that is the question that drives lurkers souls. I think I shall go open a bottle of refreshment and find a quiet place and think about the meaning of all things steampunk.
that depends on what the author's (your) original intended interpretation of "to ghost" is: - play Pacman? YES! - image a hard drive? depends, but probably - be invisible here? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Huh... just playing with some fairly new hauls. I just snapped the head off a Dorco PL-510. Well.. that aint good.
I so absolutely wish I could take credit for this. THE solution for the BP oil leak. Send this to the Gulf, immediately!
:happy102 Yup... that should more than take care of the problem. Where is that PF when you need them?
