Writing What I Want
When I was a kid, my parents would send me to church camp almost every day. At the camp, we did typical campy-type stuff like singing around campfires or listen to stories. Of course, being a church camp, these songs and stories were often biblical and faith-based.
From AOL News:
If you want more evidence of the stupidity of government getting involved in health care and child care, read this:
I haven’t posted in a while (no time travel excuse this time), so I’m going to just post a quick link:
For the ultimate in foreign food and culture, go to the Dayton A World A’Fair. They do it about once a year.