It's All In the Wrist

Fact: I can rip a phonebook in half. No, it's not so much with my drummer forearms...it's all in the wrist. You may be asking yourself, "Hey Bob, do you think I could do that?" The answer is yes. I'll teach you sometime.

Having a tattoo might also help in the process of looking beast-like and mighty as you rip from A to Z, impressing some and scaring others.

Onto other news...Clemson lost tonight to Ole Miss. 85-82. It was the first loss of the season and I am okay with it. I figure that we went 17-0 last year to start the season and it didn't turn out too well...so let's get the sloppiness out now cause we're gonna need to be on our A-game January 6th...PS: Duke lost this weekend too...so I encourage everyone to focus on their flaws and not so much Clemson's.

Not too much is new except for: I have to feed my neighbor's dogs until the 26th, I am 5 days away from a highly-anticipated Winter Conference, Joyce Arther is coming to town tomorrow, and I have taken on a new title as co-hottest in the world. Humble, Hot, Hilarious, and _______.

The lyrics for today come from: "Deathbed" by Relient K. This is a bit tougher to explain, but after an afternoon of talking about man's sin, sheep, and our need for Christ, I will try. The 11 minute song describes the life of a man who had it tough. He lost his dad at a young age, fell into addictions at an early age, lost his wife and kids in a broken marriage, and ultimately finds himself on his own deathbed. He thinks through his whole life, remember how alone he is. He claims that he was scared of Jesus, but as he starts to pass away, he hears Christ remind him of the night he asked for forgiveness. "You cried wolf. The tears they soaked your fur. The blood dripped from your fangs. You said, "What have I done?" You loved that lamb with every sinful bone. And there you wept alone. Your heart was so contrite." It's sad to the first thought, but it's you and I. Our sins killed that lamb. We're the wolf that, in our own guilt and brokeness, realizes what it is that we've done to what we love. Don't worry--the Lamb comes back to life. It's a great song, I encourage you to youtube it when you have an extra 11 minutes.

Oh and remember: don't run to Greensboro, I won't burn anymore shoes, and I will ABSOULTELY bring you coffee when you're working in the bookstore. The hidden messages are becoming less hidden.

GO HUCKABEE GO!