A Cowboy Church

Didn't know that such things existed, but I learned recently that a high school friend and her husband have started a Cowboy Church. It's on a Farm-to-Market road, no less.

Not being either of the faith nor anywhere near the vicinity, I doubt I'll mosey in anytime soon.

I wonder if a Cowboy Temple would work; leave your boots and guns at the front door, occasional vegan barbecues, pearl snaps on the robes.

We already have a Zen Cowboy, so, who knows?

Music in my head: The theme song from the PBS kids program Martha Speaks.

Wow. So Much Has Changed

I've spent a little time getting re-acquainted with the blogosphere, there have been lots of changes. I've got to update my links. Hopefully I won't wait until another bout of insomnia pushes me towards the computer.

Caught On Film (err CCD)

The Lunar Reconnaissance Orbiter took some neat pictures of Apollo landing sites. Even bootprints!