How many times a day? Six ... seven ... eight?
Ten?
Depending how many errands you're running or how many trips to the convenience store you're making, you could possibly hear it a dozen or more times in a single day.
"Have a nice day!"
We hear it.
We say it.
Saturday, October 5, 2013
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
When it comes to football, God passes
He doesn't care, not about football anyway.
Although athletes have long called upon him by name (in vain and otherwise), God doesn't care who wins or loses sporting events.
Not baseball. Not basketball. Not golf, tennis, volleyball, hockey, soccer or badminton.
Not football.
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Thursday, May 9, 2013
Of toothbrushes, ceramic mugs and bullies gone by
It's probably the oldest thing I own and I see it everyday.
Every ... single ... day.
Three or four times a day, actually, because I like to practice good dental health.
Every ... single ... day.
Three or four times a day, actually, because I like to practice good dental health.
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