Morgan Felise [writes love]...

Uhmmm… hell to the YES! Who’s coming with??

Her pipes are uhhmaazingg. Jessie J fo’ realss.

Midnight City, kids. <3

"The way through the world is more difficult to find than the way beyond it."

Wallace Stevens

One of the best documentaries. ever.

e-yeahh-e-yeahh-e-yeahh-e-yeahh… <3

Ralph’s Rage.

Dad’s e-mail to mi madre:

I go to the express checkout this morning, but there is no cashier, so I’m in no hurry; I’ll wait. As I am waiting, several more people line up behind me. Finally the cashier shows up - he was on break or something. He rings me out and I ask him to include my coupons. He tells me that the three cans of chicken broth I just bought are not “soup” and my 50-cent-off coupon for soup is not acceptable.

Now I’m thinking, “You’ve got to be kidding me.” I said, “Since when is chicken broth not soup? It is stacked in the soup section.” He says, “Its broth; broth is not soup.”

At this point I think I’m in a Seinfeld episode or something.

I see the line up behind me is getting agitated with the delay. I ask the cashier to get a manager, even if these people behind me must wait.

So the guy next in line (behind me) who is about 6’4 and 240 lbs, starts calling me a f…ing p…k and telling me to get the f… out of the way and stop being such a f…ing m……f….. and that broth is not soup you m….. f…..!!!

Unbelievable! I actually think this guy was ready to take a swing at me. He was crazy nuts!

I shrugged, “Oh well.” (this got this guy completely crazy and I won’t even try to write what he said next) At this point the cashier looked scared to death and took the coupon. Ignoring the tirade from behind me, I paid the balance and left.

I couldn’t decide if I should pray that this fellow drop dead within the next hour, or for God to save him from the demon that possessed him. I prayed for the latter. But what a ‘sound’ reminder to me of how sick and depraved people can be.

Mom’s response: wow… yeah… so glad you kept your cool… the peace and protection of the Holy Spirit… He is always with us. What a story and testimony… (oh, Mom…)

Dad’s reply:
Making sure I wasn’t being taken advantage of by this cashier was my priority!

I really felt I was getting manipulated (broth is not soup)! Whoever heard of such a thing? Take away the broth and what do you have, a pile of soggy vegetables. How can you have soup without broth? The only reason I bought the stuff was because I had the stupid coupon and could save us a little money.

So, to save 50 cents, I may get my neck snapped by a psychotic 240-lb monster who is also happens to be a member of the “Broth Is Not Soup” movement? Who knew?

Whoever would think that buying a few cans of soup (sorry, I mean broth) could be so high risk. Only in L.A. is buying a can of chicken broth right up there with driving motorcycles on the highway at night, in the rain, with the headlamp off.

Ugh. Anyway…I am alive, unscathed, I got both my broth and discount, and I’ll be making a nice Minestrone soup & bread tonight for dinner.

God is Good.

Start to a great wknd!! Happy Halloweenie!! (Taken with instagram)

Not over you.