Sunday, September 21, 2003

today is sunday 21 september 2003.

normal sunday. go to church, panda express, sleep. will wake up later, and then go to church, and then get something to eat. i don't know how the panda express stuff got started--but it is sultan food. tough decision--go to someone's house for meatloaf, or go to panda express. i went with tradition today.

yesterday, hung out at downtown. free concerts at the denver art museum and then caught a performance at boettcher hall in the performing arts complex. good stuff. went to bayou bob's for dinner--don't tell me hawaiians eat weird stuff. cajun people have weird stuff. had the swamp crawl--alligator tail breaded (tastes like chicken) and the shrimp etouffee (like a soup). good stuff.

dodger season ended a month ago--but officially comes to a close in a week. it all becomes mathematically useless by midweek.

so i'm trying to prove my point in apologetics class the other day--the point that man wants to do wrong instead of to do right. so i put a cookie in front of a student to temp her--and tell her not to touch it. she's hungry, and deep down inside she wants to eat the cookie. a hear one student say, "mr. c. is playing the devil." another student says, "what if he's not playing!"

so i have a friend from college speak to my apologetics class the other day--she asks me at lunch, "do the students think i'm one of the preacher women from the seminary?"