Why Would Jesus Need a Crutch?

Yesterday, I was so tired from the jet lag that I just didn't have the energy to do anything. It was really cold outside, so I decided a walk into town in the cold air was just what I needed to perk up. I was just turning the corner onto Turnham Green Road when I passed a guy talking on a cell phone and yelling at someone. This is not an odd occurrence here--to hear someone having a shouting match in public on a cell phone. All I got was "Jesus Christ on a crutch! When were you going to tell me this?" And then we passed each other and I didn't get to hear any more. I spent the next block wondering what the news was that caused him to utter such at interesting oath. I decided either someone was pregnant or something was being repossessed.



These ads are being run on buses throughout the London area. It made me kind of mad until I learned they were in response to ads run by a "Christian" group threatening eternal damnation in the fires of hell to non-believers. Score one to the atheists for kindness over the Christians.



Good traffic news here in London. For the next 18 months, motorcyclers can use the bus lanes. That means less of them weaving in and out of traffic. That really scares the heck out of me sometime. The really big news here in London today is that Kevin Pietersen, the captain of the England national cricket team, has resigned. Apparently, if newscasters are to be believed, everyone is shocked and amazed. Mr. Pietersen and the current national coach do not see eye to eye.

Last night, both Maddie and I slept through the night--and in to the morning. My alarm didn't go off. I woke up about 5 minutes after the bus was supposed to arrive. I figure bus driver Ted noticed no lights were on and just went on. So I got Maddie up and dressed and drove her to school. She only ended up being about 1/2 hour late. I figure this is not an unusual occurrence the week after Christmas break at an international school. Good news is, we both got a good nights sleep.

Skip is in Amsterdam and headed to Frankfurt today. He will be spending a lot of time in the Netherlands and Germany over the next two months. He unwittingly ended up at a really fancy restaurant last night and had trouble finding an item that he recognized and wanted to eat. I can't exactly remember what he had, but it sounded hysterical when he quoted from the menu.

I think we're about to get everything sorted out and back on track.