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“Grace and peace to you from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ”  Ephesians 1:2

If you need somewhere to worship tomorrow, join us at Lakeshore Church in Byram.  For more details about time, location and doctrine, go to http://www.lakeshorecmc.org

In his final message on “Good News for Uncertain Times”, Dr. David Watson will speak on “Good News about the Future” this week.  Our Alpha Sunday School lesson is from the book of Daniel concerning enduring conflicts faithfully.

As you read this, we should be pounding the cash registers at the market for our black Friday customers hunting for those special deals on this busiest of all shopping days.  What fun we have watching you find that special something you’ve been hoping to locate. 

49 South has 60 vendors keeping 80 booths full to overflowing.  They are forever looking for just what they think you  will be wanting.  It’s a fun way to see free enterprise at work. 

Times are hard in America these days.  Many are out of work and most are very cautious with their spending.  Careful spending is a sign of Biblical stewardship and not a bad trait to have. 

Here’s one of my favorite Bible principles: 

“So Abraham called that place ‘The Lord will provide’” Genesis 22:14

Prayfully considering wise use of what God gives us is a exercise that gives freedom not only during stressful holiday buying but all year.

Yes, I am indeed thankful today. Thankful all the way up — kind of like a full tank of thanks! I have been blessed.

We had an incredible Thanksgiving lunch at Jeanie and Paul’s beautiful home with many loving family members. It was the best I think I can ever remember, possibly because I was so thankful to be there and to be walking with my walker and out of my wheechair.

Yes, this is me with my walker. I was so proud to be able to go out and enjoy today while leaving that wheelchair at home. It sure felt good. God blesses me each day with more strength, and of course with my life after all the complications after my accident. I was here, right here on this Plant Earth, to see my wonderful twins today.

Luke with that cute little double crown on the back — just like his Daddy and I both have in our “lovely” hair.

Jesse was really enjoying hanging with Uncles Dennis, Paul, David, and Grandpa Phil. They were all watching a football game back in the glass room.

Hope you enjoy seeing this slideshow of our wonderful day. We wish you a very Happy Thanksgiving for the rest of this day and many, many more, and pray you were blessed as we all were with wonderful food and people you love and who love you too.

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People are in an uproar about Mississippi Gov. Haley Barbour’s suggestion of combining 3 of our HBCU’s (Alcorn, Jackson State, and Mississippi Valley) into one school, Jackson State. Alot of people are furious (black people) about this decision bc they say Gov Barbour is trying to “keep the black man down”.

My personal opinion, FUCK THE HBCU’S!!!

If combining the schools will help improve the QUALITY of the education there then fine. Go ahead, hell you can put every school in this state under one name…we can all be good ole MISSISSIPPI UNIVERSITY for all I care if my education is of the best, then so be it.

My gf made a great point the other day when we discussed this (very briefly). “People’s main argument is that the school’s history will be destroyed if they combine the schools. Fuck that, you can’t change history. Thats why its called HISTORY!! It’s set in stone. As long as there are books in this world, that school’s history will live on.”

Oh yeah…nobody making a big fuss about the idea of Mississippi State and Mississippi University for Women (The W) merging.

Here’s the story if your interest: http://www.clarionledger.com/article/20091117/NEWS/911170348/1001/RSS01

Live Beyond. Never Be Basic.

John Glenn on his historic space flight

I have a confession to make:

I love bull riding, real bulls, not mechanical ones.  I mean, I love watching bull riding — you couldn’t force me at gunpoint onto one of those angry beasts!  I love watching the beautiful, full-lipped young men in tight jeans and sharp-toed boots who straddle the backs of those enraged, murderous creatures.  If I saw those boys walking down the street, I probably wouldn’t notice them.  However, there they are, in their early twenties, breaking a delicate sweat, nostrils just quivering ever so slightly, with fear — or is it passion — glinting in their blue eyes.  I see them on my television screen in close-up just before the gate bursts open, and I find my breast heaving as I watch.   I don’t dare blink.  I think to myself, “He’s so beautiful!  Isn’t it just awful that he’s about to die?”

I love watching the bull buck him off while his spinal cord flails like a kerchief waved in the air until, in 8 seconds or less, he tumbles, possibly to be gored to death on the turf stinking of dung.

I tell you, it’s a guilty, sensuous thrill.  In my heart, ugly though it may be, I thrill to the thought that I might watch his death any second.  Thanatos and Eros are mixed, perhaps even more than Freud ever supposed in my psyche, clearly.  Am I so different, I wonder, than all my New York friends and frenemies in this?

Bull riding isn’t their thing, I admit, but we all have a tingly thrill at the possible dramatic outcomes of brave endeavors.  Think of John Glenn — today what he did has been done by hundreds of people, but when Friendship 7 took off, the nation was glued to its bulbous television screens looking at the impassive man wrapped in tin foil being strapped into either science’s womb or his coffin.  We did not dare blink.  Even the impassive Walter Cronkite, not given to fanciful rhetoric, said, “God speed, John Glen!”  However, I wonder if even he, the unscandalous newsman, did not harbor a slight thrill at the thought of the peril he was braving.  After all, Senator Glenn could have just been toasted by his own rocket fuel, suffocated in the shadowy well of space, or any other number of desperate ends.  America knew it and watched, breathlessly.

Likewise, my fellow Americans, I see that in the past week or so, people who barely gave me the time of day, who might have grumbled about me before they knew I was about to marry and move South, they have given me little gifts, free things, big smiles, and I have had near-strangers, with a familiar moonish grin on their faces, tell me that they wish me, truly, every happiness in my big courageous move.  I do not doubt their good intentions, any more than I doubt Cronkite’s with his prayerful good wishes, but I wonder — do they see thanatos in the wings, waiting for a possible understudy role?

Understand two things, those of you who are not from New York:

1. Whenever a New Yorker vacates, another wants his or her apartment, his or her job, his or her place in line for, well, everything.  The pressure here is unimaginable to those of you from small towns — everything, everything has an underpinning of competition to it.  That’s why New Yorkers are feisty folk, on the whole.  Hence, my going is welcome news to those who want an apartment, a job, or even not to wait so long in line at the bank or the check-out — whether they are in my line of work or my neighborhood or not.

New Yorkers can never believe that anyone would actually willingly leave.  After all, they have invested so very much energy to surviving here, leaving feels like throwing in the towel to them.  And Mississippi?  Paris, that they could understand.  Los Angeles, a regrettable but imaginable destination.  (See my poem “A Dozen Reasons Why I Can’t Write in LA” published in Adirondack Review for further information –  the second poem on this page : http://adirondackreview.homestead.com/babson.html )  But Mississippi?  That place contains nothing that made them move or stay in New York in the first place — Vicksburg has no opera, no ballet, no bagels, no skyscrapers, no bauhaus, no sushi, no tandoori, no tapas, no ticker tape parade for Yankees, no dim sum, no underground clubs — or at least I hope that’s so — there used to be an underground club — one I would never join — you know which one I mean.   Anyway, what place in the US could I have chosen, frankly, significantly less like New York City?  It seems like a dangerous departure.  I must be going to outer space, like Glenn.

I attribute to this gushing good wish river to my apparent foolhardy bravery.  I seem so beautiful now that I am about to die — that is, if looks could kill, if fashion victimhood were fatal.  I think they always liked me — or in the case of my frenemies, spent happy hours hating me — and this is like a funeral.

Incidentially, those of you who live in NYC or will be there on Monday, November 30th at 7:30 pm — I am giving my last poetry reading in the city before leaving at The Nightingale Lounge 2nd Avenue at 13 street — it will be a wake of sorts, in fact, as people can get up and roast me, mourn me, or admonish me as they like afterwards.  I recommend attending if you have a bone to pick with me.  After all, I could be roasted by my own rocket pack, or Mississippi could float into the outer depths of the Milky Way Galaxy even more than it already is out of the orbit of those who circle each other in the chum feast of Manhattan.

You might be smelling orange blossoms for my wedding, or you might smell blood in the water, New York.  In any case, I look up from my Mercury Space Capsule and salute.  Those who are either about to die or to rock salute you.

Regulate just how much is expended...

When it comes to writing, I use a reservoir. I feel sudden bursts of creativity and go on a writing spree trying to get every thought out onto paper like a madman in an institute. Scrambling and furiously typing – in the modern age, the madmen will use keyboards rather than pens – I try to convey whatever I can in that brief moment of inspiration before I lose it.

Like a good breeze, I set sail on my course navigating through waters of treachery and deceit. It’s a long journey with predators lurking off the starboard bow but the journey is what makes that end result worth it. To overcome obstacles and demons to get to where we want to go makes us appreciate the journey.

However, I can’t suddenly start posting every single drop of text because it might just be too much and lead to flooding. Like the banks of the Mississippi, the levees might just break. So I save everything to my reservoir and slowly release the contents like a regulator. The dams be damned, I set the pace.

“And I’m, quick to bust, if my ends you touch…”
- Notorious B.I.G. (Victory)

CLOSED THANKSGIVING DAY ONLY!!!!!!

To accomodate our early Black Friday Shoppers, we will open on Friday from 9 A.M. until 5. P.M.

Saturday we will be open from 10 – 5 P.M.

Sunday from 1 – 5 P.M.

We will re-open the following week with our normal schedule of   10-5 P.M. Tuesday through Saturday & 1-5 P.M. on Sunday.

HAVE A BLESSED THANKSGIVING DAY!!!!  SEE YOU TOMORROW!

Those of you who read this blog regularly know we have a “Thankful Thursday” every week but today is especially a day to pause in our hurried lifes and remember to give thanks.  It’s Thanksgiving Day in the United States. 

Sunday I was surprised to learn the origin of this becoming a nationally celebrated holiday in our country.  Our pastor told the story of the lady who made appeals before 3 Presidents before she got one to declare a special day set aside every year to offer thanks in our country.  The last Thursday in November was officially chosen.

Can you guess which President granted the holiday?  President Abraham Lincoln!  Does that amaze you as it does me?  He lived through one of the most trying times our country has faced – dealing with a civil war – and yet he realized the importance of thankgiving!  Wow!

Do you have any idea the lady’s name who campaigned for this national holiday?  Her name was Sarah Hale – better known for the popular poem she wrote entitled “Mary Had a Little Lamb“. 

Greatful am I for this lady who had the perserverance to see her goal accomplished.  She was wise to understand the importance of recognizing blessings… to understand the powerful affect thankfulness has on our inner strength.  So today amid so many, many personal blessings I am thankful to my heavenly Father for providing, I also say, “Thank you, Father, for Sarah Hale.”

“Let us come before Him with thanksgiving and extol Him with music and song” Psalm 95:2

“Don’t be deceived, my dear brothers.  Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who doesn’t change like shifting shadows”  James 1:16-17

What an appropriate reminder as we prepare for a day of Thanksgiving.  It is the Lord who allows us to take the next breath.  Therefore, even our very life is in His hands whether we acknowledge Him or not.  How secure we can be to know He doesn’t change.  His is a constant love.

Every Wednesday, from today until the end of time, my close friend and bitter foe Mad Adam is going to stop by and attempt to clarify his delusions of grandeur, dominance, and defeatism. He’s very complex. And, as you’ll soon find out, most of what he has to say comes out of his ass, but man, is he angry! And I’m not talking the kind of angry that can be aptly expressed with all caps and exclamation marks, or even simple declarations of anger… you’ll have to use your imagination a little. Picture the bright red face. Picture the popping veins. Picture the holes in the wall, the shattered remotes, the hospitalized “friends”. Now, multiply it by 386. That gets you halfway there. But here, we’ll let him explain it…

Hello everyone.  Allow me to introduce myself.  My name is Mad Adam.  That’s right, not Mad Hatter (Les Miles), Mad Max (Mel Gibson) or Mad Men (those booze swilling cats at Sterling Cooper).  No, just Mad Adam.

Why Mad Adam?  First, I have an anger control problem. This is particularly true when it comes to my sports teams.  I get mad when they let me down.  I get mad when they get screwed over.  I sometimes get mad even when things are going well. What can I say….I’m Mad Adam.  As a bonus, my name is a palindrome.  Don’t know that is? Look it up loser.  And while you are at it, send some hate mail to your language teachers who obviously let you down.

Now that I have revealed that much of my anger is centered on my favorite teams, I better let you in on who those teams are.  Warning, I grew up as a military brat, so I never stayed in a place long enough to pick a team based on geography.  So, I have a pretty disparate set of favorite teams (with the exception of my college team which is clearly a result of the totally awesome education I received at the undergraduate and law schools of the institution listed below).  So, in no particular order, here are the teams that matter most to me: New York Jets (last Super Bowl….1969, the roots of my anger begin to surface); Los Angeles Dodgers; Los Angeles Lakers; Manchester City Citizens (EPL soccer you morons); and of course, my beloved OU Sooners.  Looking for a hockey team?  Go (ice) fish.  Not a fun game to watch on TV.

My proclivity for temper tantrums does not end with my favorite teams.  I also get mad about betting on sports (i.e. placing bad bets, not the act of betting on sports which I am very much in favor of), bad calls, terrible commentators, incomprehensible TV twists, bad uniforms, those who don’t appreciate good music, politics, stupid fans, silly traditions, inane rules….you get the idea.  I am Mad Adam.

The gracious, yet logic deficient Ed Honcho, has asked that I occasionally drop by this site and let all of you know what I am currently mad about.  I appreciate the forum and the opportunity to vent.  I would be remiss if I did not kick things off with a mailbag devoted to my legions of fans and their questions.  So, without further ado, away we go…..

Q: Did you see the Patriots throw a deep pass with only 30 seconds to go this past weekend when they were up 31 – 14 on the J-E-T-S, Jets, Jets, Jets? How did that make you feel? Cuz, I will tell you how it made me feel.  It made me feel like punching Tom Brady in his pretty face and defecating on Bill Belichik’s car.

- Francis Anastasio, Elizabeth, New Jersey

A: Francis, or can I call you Frank? No? OK. Francis, you could not be more right (except the part about shitting on his car, which is a tad bit weird). Not since Michael Bay decided to have “ghetto” robots in the newest Transformers movie have I seen such a brash and uncalled for decision.

What is he hoping to accomplish?  By kicking the Jets when they are down, does he hope to draw attention away from the most colossal coaching mistake in his career from the week prior against the Colts? By allowing a long pass to Randy Moss did he hope to show that Moss does in fact own Darrelle Revis? (if so, too bad, because Moss turned in a pedestrian 5 catches for 34 yards against my boy Revis).

Or is this just one more bully move by a guy that thinks he is God, but is in fact still the same a-hole that could not turn around the Browns and WHO WALKED OUT ON THE JETS IN 1999 A DAY AFTER TAKING THE HEAD COACHING JOB? What a loser. I HATE that guy. And, I really hate those spy-gate cheating, pretty boy Pats(ies).

Q: How are you feeling about the Lakers so far?

- Bonita Benson, Culver City, California

A: In a word….AWESOME.  So far, Khlomar has not been a distraction.  The return of Gasol has transformed the team.  Ron Artest is playing within the system and has not punched Nicholson in the face on his way down the court yet. And Kobe? Well, he is busy doing work.

Since the Lakers’ Western Conference coronation is all but assured, let’s turn to the more important issue.  Will those turd burgers from Boston make an appearance and get the whupping they deserved two years ago? As of this writing they are 10-4, and look pretty good (for a team in puke green adorned with a picture of a leprechaun sporting a vest, hat and bow-tie covered in freaking shamrocks).  I don’t want another beat-down on Orlando.  I want Ray Allen, Paul Pierce and “look at me I am yelling a lot, I must be really intense” Kevin Garnett to face the music like they did in 1985 and 1987 when Magic and crew beat Bird and his brigade of losers (like Kevin “the Armpits” McHale and Robert “Reefer” Parrish). SCREW THE CELTICS!

Q: When are you going to talk about the Sooners? Texas Tech destroyed Stoops and company and the crowd turned the House of Pain “Jump Around” into an anti-Sooner anthem.  And, don’t forget Capel’s b-ball team that got rocked by the VCU Rams, his former team.  Seriously, did you jump off a cliff this weekend?

- Rusty Jackson, Texhoma, Texas

A: I am typing out this response from the rather large ravine that I did indeed toss myself into after the collective DUMP THAT OU TOOK ON ME THIS WEEKEND.  This is the kind of showing that makes you want to give up sports.

That raises the issue.  Is it possible to really give up on your favorite team?  I say no.  The first time I ever tried to do it was when I was 8 years old and the Dodgers were on a serious losing streak. I declared that I was no longer a fan of Dodger blue and tried to become a Cincinnati Reds fan.  However, each morning when I would look through the box scores in the local paper I found my gaze straying from the Reds to find out what the Dodgers had done the night before. The reason?  If you are a true fan, you can NEVER give up on your team.  Even when they TEAR OUT YOUR HEART, LIKE OU DID TO ME THIS WEEKEND.

Did I kinda avoid answering your questions Rusty? You bet. Stay tuned, though, because if those goat loving, tobacco chewing troglodytes from Stillwater win Bedlam this weekend, then I may have to dedicate an entire column to how FREAKING BAD THIS OU FOOTBALL SEASON HAS REALLY BEEN.

Q: So, how about Les Miles and his clock management skills?

- Earl Papadeaux, Natchez, Louisiana

A: Oh, how I detest Les Miles.  What an overrated, egotistical, arrogant insipid little man crowned with an ill-fitting hat. How many times must he do something like this before Tiger Nation rises up and says enough is enough.  The LSU school newspaper, “The Daily Reveille” is calling for the firing of offensive coordinator Gary Crowton over this debacle.

First, “The Daily Reveille,” really? I had to look up “reveille” to even know what the students there are referencing.  It is a bugle call associated with the military.  So, the newspaper is a daily bugle call.   Whatever.

Second, firing the offensive coordinator is completely missing the point.  Did anyone see Les Miles’ patented “deer in headlights” look as the precious seconds ticked away in the game against Ole Miss? He was befuddled, bamboozled and flummoxed all at the same time. This man could not coach his way out of a paper bag when decisions that are tougher than what to eat after the game are on the line.  Speaking of food…

Q: Don’t you think that Mark Mangino is just mean, mean, mean!

- Dolores Bitterbottom, Mulberry, Kansas

A: Look, I have had my share of crude talking insensitive coaches.  Heck, it is really part of the job description as far as I can tell.  Reminds me of a funny story.  Ed Honcho and I used to have a baseball coach that referred to him as “Colonel Sanders” because he was too “chicken” to get down on the ball when fielding grounders in practice.  That was funny. What Mangino (allegedly) has been doing?  Not cool.

When a college student confides in a coach about his alcoholic father, that should remain between him and the coach. Same thing with a player that tells coach about his brother getting shot in the neighborhood he grew up in .  To use that information against the players is the sign of a man that has lost touch with reality.  He is not breaking players down and then building them up.  He is just breaking them.

While we are on the subject, I am wondering if any Jayhawk ever gave it back to the coach? In case they have not, and current Jayhawks are looking for some ideas, here is my humble proposal for a dialogue with Mangino:

Mangino – “Hey, stop loafing WR!  You keep that up and you will wind up on welfare and turning tricks in an alley for crack cocaine like that story about your mom you shared with me in a closed door meeting the other day.”

WR – “Hey Coach.  Here’s a thought.  Maybe you should drop your daily caloric intake by, I don’t know, maybe 40,000 calories.  Seriously, do you really need that entire rack of ribs to go with your 22 ounce steak, double cheese-burger and fried okra covered in brown gravy?  I’m just looking out for you.  Well, I am also looking out for the players that keep getting hit by one of your 17 chins when you move suddenly on the sideline.”

Q: How about Jimmy Clausen getting cold-cocked by an angry Irish fan at local bar?

- Gaye Barr, Elkhart, Indiana

A: This had to be the first time anything associated with the Irish was on target this whole season.  My only question is why not track down and punch Charlie Weis?  The guy is pushing 3 bills and his knees are shot.  There is no way he could get away quickly enough to avoid a total pummeling. (please note that Mad Adam, while prone to fits of anger, does not condone nor promote violence against athletes and/or coaches….you know, unless they really deserve it).

Q: As an unabashed fan of front-running, big money teams like the Lakers and Sooners, is it any surprise that you’ve recently declared yourself a Manchester City fan? And even though you’ll do your best to spin the answer, it’s mostly rhetorical, as the indisputable answer is “no.”

- Ed Honcho, Sunbathing on the French Riviera

A: Nice try Ed.  You are clearly trying to bait me into a fit of rage.  However, unlike Tila Tequila, I am not that easy.  You see, what you are failing to tell our readers is that it is “undisputable” that I became a fan of the Blues prior to September 2008 when Man City was purchased by the Abu Dhabi United Group, making it the wealthiest club in the world.

Which means that I became a fan of Man City, a team that has not won silverware since 1976, before this fortuitous twist transformed them into the Champions League chasing team they are today.  So, SUCK IT ED.  Seriously.

Q: Is it true that you’ve been in the same fantasy football league for almost 20 years and never won?

- Bjorn Bjornssen, Hammerfest, Norway

A: Bjorn, now I am starting to get pissed.  Your “source” is mistaken.  Allow me to provide you a history lesson. Yes, I have been in the same fantasy football league since 1988.  In fact, Ed Honcho, myself and friends may have indeed invented fantasy football.

No, it is NOT true that I have failed to ever be crowned champion.  My team has a long and storied history.  I consistently make the playoffs, and I have been in not one, not two, but THREE championship games.  Several years ago Ed Honcho and I squared off in the championship game.  The game ended in a tie according to an on-line fantasy sports site that will not be named.  Incredibly, after nearly two decades of fantasy sports our collective group had never devised a tie-breaker scenario.  So, we declared a tie and the championship was split between Mad Adam and Ed Honcho.

Now things get interesting.  Approximately 6 months later, one of our friends and fellow fantasy owner, we will call him “ass-wipe,” decided to peruse the web-site because he had nothing better to do.  He was surprised to see that the CRAPPY, STUPID AND PROFESSIONALLY NEGLIGENT web-site that shall not be named had changed the score for Jeff Garcia (my starting QB at the time) by one measly STUPID point.  Ass-wipe decides to share this information with the league.  The result? Years of bickering and a COMPLETELY FALSE AND WHOLLY UNSUBSTANTIATED CLAIM of an undisputed and sole championship by Ed.

Many of you may ask, and rightly so, how in the world can you change the score of a fantasy sports championship MONTHS after the fact?  Isn’t that like tuning in for the Super Bowl and watching the Pats lose to the Giants, only to find out the following summer that the NFL had changed its mind and declared that the David Tyree “helmet catch” was an incompletion and the Pats actually won?  Good point.  And Bjorn, you no fantasy knowledge having dude from Hammerfest, did you stop to ask what would have happened if we applied the tie-breaking rules we have today?  No? Well, let me tell you what would have happened. I WOULD HAVE WON.  And, what would have happened if we played the next week (since we tabulated the points just to see)?….wait for it….that’s right….. I WOULD HAVE WON.

Dammit.  Now my blood pressure is though the roof.  Bjorn, I am sure you can see from the foregoing synopsis that in fact I DID WIN A FREAKING CHAMPIONSHIP.  And, if you don’t agree with me then you CAN JUST ENJOY YOUR CITY WHICH REEKS OF REINDEER MANURE.  That’s right, I said it.

Q: Why so angry? Childhood trauma? Life stacked against you? What?

- Adolfo Ocampo, Ushuaia, Argentina

A: As I am sure you can see from the questions posed by some ingrates above, as well as the other stupid topics that got me riled up, there are plenty of reasons I am angry.  SO, STICK YOUR POP PSYCHOLOGY UP YOUR ASS ADOLFO.  I will be sure to call if I ever need your attention.  Don’t hold your breath in the meantime.

Thank you loyal readers.  Until next time, keep watching sports and DON’T PISS ME OFF!!!

We will be closed Thursday only.  We will open an hour early on Friday to accomodate black Friday early shoppers:  

9 a.m. to 5 p.m.

Saturday and Sunday are normal hours:

10 a.m. to 5 p.m on Saturday

1 p.m. to 5 p. m. on Sunday

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