More Holiday Happenings

After I post­ed last night’s entry I was filled with even more mem­o­ries of the hol­i­days.

• Home cook­ing. Home Cajun cook­ing.
• Eat­ing at the Steam­boat for our anniver­sary. Tasty beyond belief.
• Teach­ing my nephew Rick why you should nev­er lose at Tic-Tac-Toe. Also, reduc­ing niece Rebec­ca to whin­ing because I would­n’t “go easy on her” while demon­strat­ing my mad Tic-Tac-Toe skil­lz to a suit­ably impressed Rick.
• Read­ing Sol­dier, Ask Not as an adult and real­iz­ing the hero is some­one oth­er than I thought it was when I first read it as a kid.
• Being a mis­sion­ary table host for the stu­dents from FSU Chi Alpha when the assigned dis­cus­sion top­ic was sex­u­al puri­ty. There was so much bois­ter­ous laugh­ter at our table that we got a dirty look from one table and a snide com­ment from anoth­er, “Do you see how that table is laugh­ing over there? They don’t take sex seri­ous­ly.” To which my reply was, “I find humor in every­thing I val­ue greatly–laughter is one way of delight­ing in some­thing pre­cious. Besides, if you can’t laugh at some­thing as ridicu­lous as sex you are seri­ous­ly humor-chal­lenged.” In the oth­er table’s defense, how­ev­er, we were hav­ing a dis­rup­tive­ly good time.
• Find­ing out that many of my for­mer RUi stu­dents real­ly enjoyed my ses­sions and remem­bered them in sur­pris­ing detail.
• See­ing how many Chi Alphas are spread­ing into the elite schools. One cou­ple I helped dis­ci­ple is head­ing to estab­lish a min­istry at Cor­nell and I met anoth­er chap head­ing to Brown (his bril­liant sup­port-rais­ing mot­to: “What can you do for Brown?”). Of Amer­i­ca’s extreme­ly pres­ti­gious schools, that makes staff-sup­port­ed chap­ters at Stan­ford, George­town, MIT, Brown, Yale and Cor­nell. We’re mak­ing major progress on that front.
• Chat­ting with Gene Bre­it­en­bach about the recent intel­li­gent design court case (he’s a huge fan of the way the case was decid­ed).
• Real­iz­ing how stark the imbal­ance is between Chi Alpha Xan­ga users and the more enlight­ened Chi Alpha Word­Press crowd. I may have to post an arti­cle on that some­day (but only if I want to endure a good-natured web fight, espe­cial­ly since my wife is a Xan­gan).
• Dana scream­ing “Home!” with delight when we stepped back through the door of our apart­ment.