Thoughts for today

Someday I’m going to get where I wanted to get from the beginning, talk/write about the ’book’ things that have gave me so much joy in my life, during the search for a better God idea. ( I bet you have never seen a longer sentence? Heh ?) Back in high school the Nuns would read my class paper and I’d hear this whoof like sound as they grasped for breath after reading one of my sentences. I felt sorry for them. I always brought a resuscitator with me to class for just such occasion. It never happened. That was because the head Nun at the high school told me, " if this ever happens, Louie" your buns are grass. I said dear Principle, that should be ’ass’ not buns. She said ," Louie, are we that slow that we, one of which is thee, does not see, me as a Nun? Yes, I said. She, the dear Principle said, ( they were always very charitable ), but not this time. She Said, ’ get your ass back to class’. NOT REALLY, I’m just kidding. All Nuns are saints in my book.