conjectural navel gazing; jesus in lint form

I am home. I am sick. *sneeze* Thus endeth the blogging for today.

Susie is in town. So is Luke but he did not stay with us. Poor Luke. This is Susie. She is taller than my wife, Trish. This is the "official photo." We wish Luke had been here. We do. ...

I need a nap. I know that I just got up, but I need a nap. Oy. Last night's rehearsal kicked my toochus. I sing with the Girls. I sing at North Shore. They each present certain challenges. But...

I have been asked to sing with my old choir, Chicago Choral Artists. Click the link for the suggested concert materials. The conductor wants to perform an all French concert. Nice. This looks...

pulpit Originally uploaded by AngloBaptist. I think that my sermon went well. Sadly, it was one of those noteless sermons...well, almost noteless. I brough the odd little musings...

Here is the beginning of something...