I've learned how to laugh and I've learned how to pray
I hate 3-D movies. The reasons are numerous:
We had some New Yorkers stay with us a few weeks ago, and one of the discussions revolved around differences between northerners and southerners.
I give you exhibit A.
Ten years ago last month, Sharon and I were in Guatemala on a mission trip. When the team got back to the hotel at the end of the day, one of the team members spent all of his spare time on the hotel’s computer. The iPhone wasn’t even a year old, so being connected every waking moment wasn’t yet a thing. After a couple of days, I finally asked him what he was doing.
Do you ever think about life’s fateful turning points, dreaming about time travel and what it might be like to go back and change one of the bad decisions you made?
You knew there was no way I wasn’t going to link to this. The title theme is excellent (I’ve been listening to it for 50+ years and they get it pretty close to note perfect), but stick around for the best four minutes of music in movie history.
(The “waa-WAA-waaaa” lady sounds great, but she looks like she’d rather be doing the dishes.)
If somebody wants to take me to this symphony, I’ll gladly go.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u74tG3vQM1M