this is no longer my blog

Please forgive the lame title for today's entry. I couldn't think of anything else...
So an odd thing happened today. I had a bottle of mountain dew sitting on my computer desk here at home. It was about a quarter full and open, and flat (I had forgotten about it from the day before). I must have bumped the computer desk and the bottle was close enough to the edge that if fell, flipped upside down and landed directly on top of my open Nalgene water bottle which was sitting on the floor. It landed perfectly in the opening and stayed upright and emptied every drop of liquid into the water bottle. I was astonished.
And at work today nothing much happened. Although I guess there was another odd thing, although not as miraculously odd as the pop bottle incident. During my summer CPE (for those of you who don't know, or who may have wandered onto the site and don't know all of this seminary/religious education jargon CPE stands for Clinical Pastoral Education and is a time spent as a chaplain in a clinical setting like a hospital or a nursing home) I really bonded with my small group of CPE chaplain-mates. We had special codes on our beepers for times to take breaks and go get iced mochas, or we'd spend some time getting some fresh air on the roof together. We were fairly comfortable with each other by the end of the summer. But unfortunately we fell out of touch and I have not heard from any of them for quite sometime. Well, just last night I sat down at the computer and logged onto my msn messenger to see that one of them, "Maggie," had added me to her friend list. However, she was not online at the time. Well, today I logged on again to messenger to see if any of my friends were on and sure enough Maggie was on and we chatted for a bit. Well, not five minutes after I'm done chatting with Maggie then I get an e-mail from "Brother John." Now Brother John was a member of a Catholic religious community (hence the Brother that I've added) and usually I would just call him John and most other people always just called him John, but sometimes for fun I would call him Brother John. And he had sent out a mass e-mail telling everyone about his pastoral year in Zambia, Africa, which is where he's at now. So I got caught up on his life, too. So it was just kind of a strange coincidence that I heard from two of them on the same day.
Well, there was some other stuff that I had thought about writing about, but I'm tired and need to go to bed, but I think I might work a little bit more on my sermon for this weekend. I'm mostly done, just some finishing touches and tomorrow is Christmas decorating at church and I'm not sure how much time I'll have to work on it tomorrow, so I'd like to get it to the point where I feel it's preachable before then. So anyway, in the words of the amazing Tina Fey on Saturday Night Live (which she borrowed from the amazing Jane Curtain from the earlier seasons of SNL): Good night and have a pleasant tomorrow.