locked out of my kitchen, i am forced to write this week's sermon on an empty stomach. well, i'm not really locked; 2 of my roommates are fighting in there & i don't feel welcome. but many have tried asceticism as the route to nirvana, so i can probably go without dinner awhile.

those of you on the mailing list probably noticed that you didn't receive week 44's sermon until a couple days ago. i claim no responsibility for that tardiness. it was all the geocities mail server. i tried more times than i could count all week but couldn't send it out until i got to work monday. on a similar vein, this week's sermon is also a bit late (but only a day). this i guess is my fault; i was busy last night with other activities that kept me away from my preacherly duties. overall recently i've been abundantly busy, working on aspects of the p>e>m project, trying not to be an absolute recluse, & with a full-time job to boot. the business gods have been kind to me. now i must dance in their praise.

dance

now my roommates have left the kitchen & gone upstairs. i could easily break from this sermon & make myself a meal. it'd be an obvious distraction. for all you know i don't even have a topic yet. but maybe i won't. maybe my drive to complete my message is more powerful than the urge for sustinance. will i leave & come back, pretending no time has passed? you be the judge. my official story is: another roommate has come home & is putting a frozen lasagna in the oven as i type this. believe what you must.

but anyway, speaking of gods, i'm wondering which one is responsible for the billboards in my neighborhood. here in indy at the corner of 54th & college someone claiming to be god has taken over a few large billboards over the street. one is extremely hokey: "c'mon over & bring the kids." hyuk. hyuk. the second was some pompous remark about thou shalt nots. but now it seems god has taken over the pepsi billboard in between them. the message: god wants you to drink pepsi, specifically the new 6-pack of 24oz bottles. one roommate took a picture, which i will scan any minute & have on the pics page before you read this. now i must add that i am in no way responsible for altering this sign or the scanned photo of it. i did not alter the photograph & i did not put the paint on the sign. so don't go around thinking i'm some grafiti artist. this is legit.

let's see... other juicy gossip... i've started dabbling in javascript a bit, with a large scripty addition to come, but i don't want to give away too much about that. for now you can check out the new statusbar event handlers on my navigation buttons. of course, if you know what that means it'll probably sound far less impressive. i'll probably tinker & add extra little scripts here & there throughout the page when i have time, but i am in the middle of other more important projects.

this frozen lasagna takes forever+1 to cook. first there's a 45-minute baking stage. that has just now finished. then comes another baking stage, up to 25 minutes. i guess you're supposed to uncover it or something (i don't know; i'm not making it). then you're supposed to let it stand for another 10 minutes. we probably won't. we're hungry. we'll just eat it hot. (is this real or just a cover story? you decide.)

i'm afraid there's not much more gossip i could reveal in this public forum. work stuff, but there's some strict pearson policy about talking to the press. & i would never know if one or all of you were really undercover reporters. so i'll just play it safe there. maybe next time, snoops.