Strange Monday

I am off to work early, an important visitor, the Program Manager and my supervisor will be dropping by to McNeil Island Corrections Center branch library - the one I keep. So I guess I am going in early and the crew is coming to work early so we can make the place wonderful.

I dropped off posting, I have been attacking the procrastination pile and control of my finances. Can't expect the new government, (we are changing all the current office holders in November's election aren't we?) to get control of spending without that I do likewise. No, I am not basing my life on the government, I need to be in charge for the coming complete collapse - of me, if not the world. Only two little things to finish, since I have finished the checking account - my wife's mutual funds and my savings account, should be done after lawn mowing tonight. Tomorrow I move a little money between accounts and we will be prepared for October's ghouls and ghosts and good stuff like motorcycles in the Autumn and shooting the M1 Garand - the ammunition is on the way.

Been doing lots of religious stuff lately, choir practice on Thursday evening after Methodist Men's Bible Study. We actually finished a chapter in one session - we drift and add and expound much on our personal points of view - we trust each other. On Saturday I drove my wife to the Baptist Men's Bible Study and a farewell to one of their members, he and his wife are off to Korea for one or two years. I was not comfortable, they pray in a different cadence than I do, but the Bible is the same read differently and they sang as loudly as they prayed, I was trying to sing my part (my choir director has ruined me for just melody) and they were just joyously booming upon the melody line. The food was massive and wonderful, always more than enough, always different and all of us had a good time. On Sunday I went motorcycling to church, it was perfect riding weather and Norman Rockwell was painting the day for the Lord. I was told by the preacher that I shouldn't stereotype and be so racially biased, but I live with a Korean lady that knows the most superior race is Korean (although I hold out hope for the entire Human Race) - it could have been a blanket sermon for the few that aren't comfortable with others (you know the kind I mean - those others). Since this lay preacher is a school teacher against guns, he has his own bias to overcome - I'll pray for him and invite him to go shoot with me someday.