I'll be at the @itsthefire show on Mar 25 at WLU. Is that the baggage code for the Waterloo airport? See you on the tarmac!

Underpromise and overdeliver: that's my motto brothers and sisters. Accordingly, I will get in only *some* accidents this year.

Those little white berries on the mistletoe look like they would be really good in the Christmas punch. They are NOT.

FYI, my new easy-to-remember email address is revmbmanfield.revdent.dent037@gmail.com

Sorry for the radio silence. It always takes me about a month to recover from the car accidents I get into after Friday Night Fire.

I wonder why everyone spends twenty minutes after Sunday worship saying goodbye when we know we'll all see each other at Swiss Chalet.

The dehumidifier in my office broke, so I brought Mona's fruit dehydrator in from home. It's still humid, but now it smells like applesauce!

Electrocution isn't nearly as bad as people make it out to be. Although I was on my way to a wedding, and polyester is a good insulator.

CS Lewis said "The perfect church service would be one we were almost unaware of." By the look on my congregants' faces I've achieved that.

Hit the wrong button and alphabetized all the words in next Sunday's message. That'll teach me for writing sermons in Excel.

Exotic animal collector brought pets to show kids at Vacation Bible School. Seems pumas can only be safely fed so many oatmeal cookies.

Brother Duncan from the donut store is now a deacon. I'm going to make so many puns in this Sunday's announcements!

Mediated a dispute between 2 of our pensioners today. Sister Ethel thinks bringing Passion Flakies to the picnic "sent the wrong message".

Roll of fax paper ran out. Tried something new, but it didn't work, so please re-fax anything you sent. Returning paper towels to kitchen.

Mona is applying lotion to my sunburn and we agree I look just like the flag of our great country! Blessed Canada Day brothers and sisters!

Is it Spotlight Silver #37? Only my hairdresser knows for sure.

Is it a bushel or a bush you're not supposed to hide your light under? Well anyway, I'm pinned under a Juniper bush and can't reach my saw.

Youth group kids filled the baptistry with Jello. I was raised not to waste food, so I have some work ahead of me.

If I could touch just five lives with the message of Christ here, I'd have two more Twitter followers than I do now.

My nephew Lyle says I put the Y in joy. I don't get it but everybody laughs.