Just in from across the big pond! All Along the Watchtower nominates Resting in His Grace for the coveted Lobster Award! Woo Hoo! Celebration time at the grace-ranch!
Sing with me here to the tune of “We’re in the Money.” “I won the Lobster, I won the Lobster!” This is really a big deal folks. I can’t tell you how many nights we’ve lain awake in anticipation of this day! To our dear friend, Jess, Thank You, Thank You, Thank You! The Lobster… I have dreamed of this all of my life! Well, let’s get this party started…with, as required, a little more about us.
a. While we’ve been known to tug on Superman’s cape, we avoid at all costs spitting into the wind. Unless someone offers a Lobster that is.
b. I gave up my day job to write… yes, that is me at the end of the off ramp. You can recognize me by my “Will work for food” sign. Okay, I didn’t really give up my day job, it’s just a dream, just a dream, just a dream, dream. But still, will work for Lobster.
c. While writing, I often feel as though I’ve said too much, but much to my dismay realize I haven’t said enough. Maybe I need more Lobster.
d. I’m often caught between, “Follow me, and, don’t follow me,” but am really glad I always have my orange crush and a Lobster bisque.
e. We enjoy having breakfast in America, but have also been known to take the long way home afterwards. That’s not illogical is it? Lobster for breakfast?
f. We too would like to know a little more about you for our files, but might settle for knowing where Joltin’ Joe went. …and if he has any Lobster available.
g. Yes, we have been known to chase white rabbits with Alice. I’m just trying to figure out if I’m supposed to feed or free my head… or eat more Lobster.
h. We like that our preacher likes the cold and that he knows we’re going to stay. Maybe we could have Lobster night for the Boyds.
i. We tried to start a revolution once but our yellow submarine had a hard day’s night back in the USSR. If only the knights in white satin had shown… or even Uncle Albert. Instead, we went to Red Lobster.
j. It may seem here that we’re a bit of a shattered lot, or that we can’t get no satisfaction, but I assure you that if you start me up, we’re the ruby Tuesday’s of the party. By the way, hope you guessed my name. Hmmm… Lobster?
k. Finally, I must end this list before my readers put me on a midnight train to Georgia. Hope the menu has Lobster.
1. How long have you been blogging? I have yet to find anyone who will qualify what I do here as blogging. My posts have pretty much been resigned to graffiti with punctuations.
2. What is your favorite food? Lobster… go figure. Once, on a cruise, I ordered everything on the menu that even hinted of including lobster in its ingredients.
3. What type of music do you like most? Can’t you tell by my “A little more about us?”
4. Who inspires you most? There are many… Jesus, first and foremost; Paul, the Apostle; Matt Boyd, Senegal missionary; my wife, the lovely TC; my Pastor, spelled with no ‘D’; ccragamuffin, encourager of the century; Stanley, the scannel; and on and on and on… right up to and including the lobster chef.
5. Do you have a favorite poet? Alfalfa, with the waiter at Red Lobster coming in a close second.
6. Do you have any pets? Oh yeah… Pot Pie Possum leads a full zoo over here at grace-ranch. Unfortunately, we’ve yet to be able to raise lobsters.
7. Do you prefer wine of beer or are you teetotal? Flipping a coin… it keeps landing on its side. What goes best with lobster?
8. Do you listen to the radio? Yes, I’ve tried using my other senses, to no avail.
9. Favorite film? The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly, and Lobster Feast commercials of course.
10. Favorite food? Checking… yeah, it’s still lobster.
11. Religious leader you admire? Painfully mentioning only one… D. A. Carson. I wonder if he cares for lobster?
Aw shucks, just realized this was the Liebster Award, not Lobster Award. … APRIL FOOLS! Thanks Jess… starting all over another day.