According to this recent survey, 22% of high-ranking military officers oppose lifting Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell to boost troop levels. The results are being downplayed by those who characterize the officers as disconnected from the rank-and-file.

That, however, isn’t my concern. Frankly it doesn’t surprise me — nor do I think it proves anything.

What is frightening is that in the same survey, a whole 38% believe the solution is reinstating the federal draft. Out of the survey pool of 3,400, that means roughly 1,290 — more than one-third — believe conscription is preferred to allowing LGBT people to serve openly in the military.

Ugh.

Now, I’m not condoning the actions of the cook here, but what do you expect to happen when you send food back in a restaurant for any reason?

I’m drinking wine while reading theology homework…
I’m listening to classical music while wearing sweatpants and a cut-off…

Not exactly the most “refined” moment in my life, but it works!

One of my co-workers had her car stolen from the parking lot at work yesterday. Its a bit unnerving — I’ve known, obviously, that this is not the safest area in the city since I interned here in 2005. But a couple things first ran into my mind when she came back in and called the police:

• Two of our pastors live within a 10-block radius of the office. One of them has two small children.
• The church building I work in has a number of social service agencies within it, and along with the church, serves countless people in the community. Where any of those people in danger in the parking lot yesterday?
• Only a block away is another congregation, with similar reach and mission in the neighborhood. Not far away are two others. What are their experiences?
• I leave stuff in my car all the time. It could have been me.

Just take this as a public service announcement: please, please lock your vehicles. Don’t leave things in plain sight — better yet, take them inside with you. (On that last part, don’t expect to find any of my regular myriad electronic gadgetry left in my car unattended for a while…)

But even with the best precautions, no one is immune. All that was in my co-workers car, essentially, was a big mess of sheet music. Wonder what that goes for on the street. Say Bubba, buck-twenty for that Handel?

Who would’ve thought someone could write an entire sermon on peeing. And then prove how much of a jackass he is in the process?

So Georgia wants to take land from Tennessee. You know its because of water…