Open the door and there are the people. Except me. I am so lonely here in Teeney Town and so depressed that I decided to go be around people. Specifically, I decided to go to the church where the preacher told me I wasn't saved because I didn't have a story (testimony) about the exact moment it happened. This morning, I got dressed, grabbed the Bible, drove past the church to see if people were going in. See, on their marquis they don't have the hours of services posted; they have posted in Spanish some ads for Spanish classes the church is offering. That's been there for weeks.

I wanted to sneak in to the church and that means getting there at the exact moment that the doors are closing so I don't have to open them and make noise and that I don't get there early enough to talk to anybody. People were walking around the grounds so I drove on by, turned and went back. I drove down the little street the church is on and people were still walking around. Very confusing. The doors were closed. I went home. They have another service at 6:00. Somebody go with me!!

I took 23 pictures of Ivan this morning. He moved during everyone of them and this is the stillest.