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The MonT-SteR’s favorite childhood friend, David, had an amusing response to the “About Me” section of my Facebook profile, which reads as follows:

Howdy. I’m Rob.

I’m a Christian man who loves God, family, and friends. If you ask those who know me, they might tell you I’m a study in contrasts — simultaneously one of the silliest and most serious people they know.

David wrote the following on my Facebook wall:

You ARE one of the silliest and most serious people I know. You nailed that one. I wonder if you are the only person on Facebook to list both The Office and The Bible as your favorite ways to spend your time. A great example of how polemics and spaghetti go well together with a side of garlic bread. Actually, that sounds delicious.

Quintessential David. I’m still chuckling over it. In any case, to honor the astuteness of David’s observations, I’m making a post that focuses on lighter fare. And given that I’ve been kvetching about politics and the state of American Christendom lately, I think a new edition of the Wacky Wednesday News Digest is in order for tomorrow (take a listen to episodes 1, 2, and 3).

In other news, I have a new favorite salsa. Baja Cafe salsa has been on sale at the local Food Lion for half price, so I picked up some recently just to try it. The verdict?

YUM!

Definitely restaurant quality stuff. It just has that special tang that the salsa at good Mexican restaurants has. My favorite thing about the restaurant salsa is the taste of fresh cilantro that comes with every bite. Baja Cafe approaches that flavor, which is why I love it so.

Check it out! I’ve found it in the refrigerated section at our store, in the general area of things like cream cheese and all those canned Pillsbury doughs (doesn’t the idea of canned dough kinda wig you out?).

Finally, I can’t let the night pass without mentioning Barack Obama’s horrific gaffe today in Lebanon, VA. In an attempt to cast doubt on the authenticity of the McCain-Palin ticket’s change mantra, he said, “You can put lipstick on a pig, but it’s still a pig.” This would probably be a non-issue if it weren’t for the humorous line in Palin’s acceptance speech about lipstick being the sole differentiator between a hockey mom and a pit bull. Whether Obama intended to capitalize on that line for his own zinger or not, the audience almost certainly took it that way — which had the net effect of making it look like Obama publicly called Palin a pig.

Did he really mean to do that? I want to give him the benefit of the doubt (honestly, though, I have my suspicions). In any case, I do feel a little bad for the guy; if it really was a slip, I have to imagine that he’ll be kicking himself for such a poor choice of words. In the meantime, friends, sit back, relax, and enjoy tomorrow’s media frenzy.

Blessings,

Rob
aka The MonT-SteR