We Need a Little Christmas.(snackable)
No, Less Than That.
The Yuletide is best appreciated in small doses.
What Is Promised to Us
A discussion on the herafter. And bowling.
And the Tigers Come at Night
The thoughts that creep in, under cover of darkness.
You Can’t Go Rome Again
It was weird. Not bad-weird, necessarily. Just weird. It was like seeing an ex-girlfriend from a long time ago.
Tales from the (Methodist) Crypt
I plunkered down in box after box of archival documents, reading diaries, dream journals, correspondence, Sunday school guides, and 19th century pamphlets. I was in dork heaven, stepping in to what often seemed like a 19th-century soap opera.
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Batman!
All at once, the Penguin’s henchmen burst into the church! I calmly reached for my grappling hook …
Once in My Life
… I’d like people to stop being idiots.