Wednesday, April 18, 2007


A few weeks ago an apartement on the 18th floor of a building just a few blocks from our house caught on fire. The occupant fell to his death trying to escape. The old building did not have sprinklers. I took these pictures right out in front of our house as the fire was almost out.

These trash cans at Disneyland seem to give a mixed message. How do we know whether waste is a verb or a noun? If it is consistent with the left can, then it should be a verb, right? I love the English language.

This was taken on the only old-fashioned roller coaster at California Adventure. It was very fun. That's Laurie and I in the back seat. I don't know the two in the front seat.
Here is a story I thought while listening to the sermon at Easter. For some reason I was struck by the idea that a condemned person can't pay the penalty for another condemned person and all the implications this entails...

One night two men robbed a house. In the midst of the crime the owner of the house woke up and tried to stop them. They killed him and fled with what they had collected. The next day they were caught by the police. They went to trial and were found guilty. The penalty for their crime was death.
One of the two men stood up and asked for permission to speak. The judge obliged and the man began. He shared that his parents died when he was young, and he had been raised in an orphanage. He had been treated badly in the orphanage and had run away after a few years. His life on the street was hard, and he learned to survive however he could. This lead him to his current predicament. He did not feel that he deserved to live.
He then explained that his partner was not like him. He was younger and had hope. He had lead his partner into this and did not want him to die. He offered to die in place of his partner.
Many in the courtroom were moved to tears. They were impressed with this noble act; surely the judge would accept the man's offer... The judge listened carefully, thought for a moment after the man finished, and then responded. He acknowledged to the man that his was a sad story, and he appreciated his desire to help his friend, but there was one problem. The man offering to die for his partner was guilty. He had to die for himself. He had no life to give for his partner. When he died his debt would be paid, but there would be no balance left to pay for his partner. An innocent life would be required to pay for his partner. Justice had to be served...

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