Sunday Morning Church Disservice: Ike, Disrespectin'

It will be a wet and windy Sunday here in Bagwine, Ohio.

Just hours ago, Hurricane Ike beat up on the Galveston coastline harder than his name sake beatin’ up on Tina Turner’s face.

Now, what was once the mighty Hurricane Ike, is on its way to the Bagwine Valley.

I’ll have to strap down the potato chips and keep the floor squeegee at the ready while at work all day today. It’s gonna be meteorological madness at the Drive-Thru.

Holy Baby Jeebus, I pray you keep me safe during the half inch rainfall and wind gusts to 35 mph. It’s chaos…chaos, I tells ya.

We were boarding up the windows, and tying Corky down to the coffee table in advance of Ike last night, when we were blessed by manna from Heaven.

What is this manna of which I speak? A handmade, homemade pizza courtesy of co-worker, Bill.

Yep, in addition to working at the Thru, and scamming people selling pre-paid legal services, the Bill-Meister wants to run his own pizza place. His pies are gaining in popularity.


Yesterday, he made a huge pepperoni, double cheese, and banana pepper pizza for Schmoop and I. We cooked it last night and it was fan-damn-tastic.

I have never loved another man’s pie so much. Thanks a lot Bill, it was perfect!!

I have to cut this short so I can take a shower, pick up a newspaper, and head to work, but one last prayer.

Dear Lord, while I find it personally very funny and heart-warming, please keep the thousands of incredibly annoying Ohio State Buckeye fans from taking their own lives today.

In your name, (and the box score that shows USC 35 OSU 3...hee hee) we pray.

Amen, and Amen.

Enjoy your Sabbath all.

Cheers!!