stuff i think

I'm sitting here editing some writing...in the sun, on the veranda of the coffee shop...with a strong WiFi connection...thinking that if life got much better than this I would probably just croak from nirvanic overload.

We enjoyed visiting Wes & Carol Hall's house congregation last night - feels like we found a home...a great spirit, warm welcome....baked potato feast didn't hurt either. If only we can get Wes to talk american like the rest of us.