After Sunday morning worship ended the Central MidWest District meeting, I played tourist until my evening flight.  It was rainy when I arrived on Friday, sunny and bright yesterday as I spent the entire day indoors, and rainy and cold again today.

Ok, so only the geekiest of people are going to get this. But I thought it was hilarious.

FYI:
PCR = polymerase chain reaction

This arrived in my emailbox this evening:

Subject: UUism and Desperate Housewives

Well, we're moving into pop culture.  Bree referred Lynette to go to a UU church (where she hears we are open to asking questions) last week on Desperate Housewives.

The Red Line of the DC metro system bends in a U shape, connecting two wealthy Maryland suburban cities with DC in the middle.  On the western side of the U, the stops in DC are pretty ritzy too.  But on the eastern side of the U, the Red Line runs through slightly shoddier neighborhoods.

I'm not a big fan of the new pope.  (I loved JPII!)  But I have to admit that the new pontiff seems less foreboding and slightly more endearing in this commercial for riding the DC METRO.

Addendum (2008.04.13 11:22 pm):
More Pope products, for the papal faithful.

Don't remember how I first came across this.  I emailed it to a few friends but for some reason forgot to post it.  Was a little surprised and saddened that a couple of friends, both of whom are very open spiritually, questioned the authenticity of the video.  Is it easier to speculate in humans creating elaborate hoaxes than to believe that there are other living things that can recognize and recreate shapes?  I guess it is.  Personally, I would rather believe - in both the elephants and in us.

I saw the second home game of the season for the Giants tonight - was finally in town at the right time to see the much touted AT&T Park, built downtown near the Embarcadero.  I dragged my brother along for his birthday present, even tho he has no interest in baseball whatsoever.  (But he did have a modicum of interest in seeing the inside of the stadium.)  When Bengie Molina hit a nice and clean little home run in the bottom of the second to score first and put the Giants in the lead over the Padres, and I was jumping up and down and everyone around me was cheering, and

Rev. Daniel Harper shows us that even attack ads can be fun.

When I got back from church, famished, my brother handed me something.  He had bought me an It's It!  A San Francisco tradition and my favorite ice cream sandwich in the world.  I scarfed it down, savoring the cinnamony cookie goodness.  We then went to lunch.  (Yes, I had desert first.)

Today was Ching Ming, or Grave-Sweeping Day - the day one pays homage to one's ancestors by tending to their graves (hence the sweeping) and making offerings.   I am back in California this week for Ching Ming, to attend to the graves of my paternal grandparents.  Or rather, to watch my father attend so that I will know what to do when it someday falls to me.