This just about sums up how Ken acts every time we see the weekend missionaries that hang around our favorite beer drinking places. He can be old fashioned mean when it comes right down to it. Still, it serves them right for trying to impress thier nonsensicle mythos on the unwilling.

I am STILL trying to update the crappy-assed format that my web page currently possesses, but that takes time. I have bitten the bullet and am attempting to teach myself Java. If everything goes as planned, I'll have it up and looking good in a couple of weeks. If everything goes as it usually does, I'll abandon the idea when it starts to get hard and just blame it on the white man. He's always trying to keep me down. Word.