Wednesday, December 15, 2004

about that story...i got nothin'

i'll still have to write the second half of the Reply All story. i have the uncomfortable feeling it's not gonna be that good by the time i get it posted. well, then i'll just have to apologize for it when the time comes.

in the meantime, Jars of Clay asked me to write a little something about why anybody should care about social justice for the launch of their Blood:Water website ( Blood:Water is deep in the fight against HIV/AIDS in Africa, doing as much as they can for as long as they can to put an end to death by HIV—especially as those deaths relate to water-borne illnesses.

It's not as complicated as it sounds. You can go to to get the picture.

the day they hit the go button for the new Blood:Water website, i'll post my answer here to the question, "Why should anybody care about social justice?" to remind you to go there, where we can do some good for people who could really, truly stand to have some good done for them.

stand by for more in about a heart beat and a half.

Saturday, December 04, 2004

i know, i know

i left my last post hanging (not for dramatic effect so much as the fact that it was late and i was really tired).

since then i've been more than a little nutty…

• going to Atlanta for the National Youth Workers Convention (where i gave away 6,500 copies of The Boy Who Believed in Magic and had many relational adventures)

• launching a web site ( with the kind assistance and generosity of my friend Will Leingang (

• coping with the news that my friend Ralph is dying more quickly than he thought

• coping with the impending death of Dorothy Hoover, dear mother to my wife Susan
(Dorothy slipped quietly away this afternoon, leaving behind a small but devoted fan club).

so that's my lame excuse to the two people who want to know what happened after i hit Reply All in the last post.

please stand by a tiny bit longer. i can't promise you won't be disappointed, only that i'll try to entertain you as much as i was entertained by the goings-on in my in-box.

but right now i have to grieve.