The Hand That Controls The Supper Dish

Duck, Big Brother! Here Comes Another Day!

I Do Not Like A High-organized Church. I Think That As Soon As The Congregation Reaches A Level Of One Hundred Or So People, It Is Time To Build A New Church. As Soon As The Congregation Gets To The Point Where You Are Not On Fairly Intimate Terms With Every Other Person In That Church, Then You Have Become A Theater Where People Can Attend Services. I Do Not Think You Can Attend A Church Service. Service Is Not Something Which Is There To Be Viewed As If It Were A Play Or A Movie.

Dear Valentine, I Have Thought Of You Often. Not All The Time, But Often.

Security Is A Thumb And A Blanket. Happiness Is A Warm Puppy.

The Hand That Controls The Supper Dish Rules The World!