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I was standing in line at the DMV yesterday; the chatterbox behind me said, that she hated coming to the DMV because she felt like she was a number. The old surfer dude who was listening to her, leaned back, "You are just a number at the DMV." I swore he was the voice of Crush in Finding Nemo. I wanted to ask the girl, what gave it away; maybe the incessant, "psssccchhh, Now serving B-042 at Window 12. Now serving..." Goodness, that is stuck in my mind right beside the memories of, "Spill on aisle 3, spill on aisle 3," "The white zone is for loading and unloading of passengers only," "14 Mary 3, we have a robbery in progress..." I know, too much T.J. Hooker. If you're asking, who's T.J. Hooker, I'm older than I thought.

I like George Clooney. He's that actor that takes himself so seriously that he looks like he's taking himself seriously even when he's playing a role where he's not supposed to take himself seriously.

If I were a food critic, I'd say that the food I ate for dinner last night receives 1 star, the company would make a bowl of oatmeal enjoyable. Lyn is awesome. I love that my memory will be, "Oh, that's how it goes," when she put the chopsticks back together.

So last night, we're sitting around having a discussion on Mark Chapter 2. The baby runs in, smiles, jumps, opens up his arms to welcome everyone, and then runs back into his room. Every few minutes, he repeats the behavior as we all hope that we're the ones lucky enough to receive the lavish attention he's going to put on you. Seeing him, hearing PS, then looking over at G and staring at the permanent dimples on her cheeks from smiling, then looking back at PS with his eyebrows brushing the tip of his hairline because of his excitement...this is where Caleb gets it from. G genuinely loves people and PS genuinely loves talking about the Word; "Great Stuff" as he's known for saying.

I operate on the periphery of politics. I know a little something about a lot of things, but realize that I need to more more about the important things.