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In the midst of my sermon practicing this afternoon I received a call from one William Lamar Heath, Esquire, informing me that he had broken his "Prothro bone." As any of you that have seen me around blood will know, I have a very weak stomach, so I nearly vomited thrice on the music stand that I use as a pulpit in our contemporary worship service. I rallied, however, and managed to listen to Will's tale of woe without completely losing my lunch. It appears that his foot looked "like jello" after the incident. I can't really tell you any more specifics - not because Will didn't tell me, but because I was trying so hard not to vomit that I missed some of what he was saying. But that's alright, he was doped up on "something like morphine, but better" so he probably doesn't remember that the conversation even happened. Good luck recovering Will, and make sure I have a barf bag before you retell the incident again around me.

"Let us go to Dothan"

As you might have guessed from Peter's Trivial Pursuit victory (See the last post), not to mention the title of this post, we recently made a trip to Dothan. We finally bought a digital camera, so now we can bombard you with lame and "interesting" pictures from our excursions.

Genesis 37:17 statue of Joseph and his coat. I thought it was a big coat. That looks like an amazing technicolor dream jacket.

Sing it with me, Willy Wonka kid. "I've got a golden peanut." Dothan is big into Peanuts.

I got my picture made with a peanut farmer. hehe. Get it? A peanut farmer. hehe.











This tree grows near Geneva, Alabama. As the plaque underneath it states, this tree was growing there at the time of the signing of the U.S. constitution - it is a "living witness . . . and continues to grow with our nation in strength and character." It really is huge - that red dot is Peter's shirt.





Part of our trip was spent at a bed and breakfast near Dothan, Garden Path Inn. It was more comfortable than a regular hotel - and really relaxing. The food was almost too good. And the dogwoods were in bloom there already. Yay.

I believe in miracles . . .

I never thought I would see the day myself. I just won a game of trivial pursuit. And as if that weren't enough, I won not just any version of Trivial Pursuit - I just won Trivial Pursuit Pop Culture. I suppose I can't use the "I lived under a cultural rock" excuse anymore (although I probably will). I beat Amanda and our friend Lonnie, both of whom you should tease mercilessly the next time you see them. Getting beaten by me in Pop Culture Trivial Pursuit is like Jackson State beating Florida in the first round - sure it's possible, but it shouldn't happen. Ever. End of story. Or, it's like an Islamic kid beating me in Bible trivia. And yet, I can hear Al Michaels screaming in the background - "do you believe in miracles" (which was one of the questions we had tonight).

Oh yeah, for anyone who hadn't heard by word of mouth or by Will's blog, I had another seizure a few weeks ago, so it's no driving for me until August 26th. Pretty annoying, particularly since I thought I was out of the woods having made it 6 months off the medicine without having one. But, at least I have prescription insurance now, so that it's $30 a month instead of $350 a month for my medicine. And it should force me to involve more people in the church in some of the visiting and things that I do, so that could be a good opportunity to let them know that they too can visit shut-ins, sick people, and nursing home folks. And, as always, Amanda's been great to drive me around and get me where I need to be. Anyway, that's the latest from here.