enough of the stupid llama

should i feel GUILTY for not having blogged recently?
why do i feel OBLIGATED to the anonymous faces that may be reading my blog?
just had to cathart before starting.
i really am glad you dropped by, being there has been no activity here for ages.
the blog was featured in kevin thompson's christmas top 20 (which, if you don't get it, man, you're really out of the loop... you should be better friends with the thompsons... it pays off... the top 20 is where erin and i first got the recommendation for napoleon, long before it had the cult following and the fashionable clothing and button line) -- anyway, as i was saying about the top 10 thing -- it just added to the pressure: a "wow, now i've really got to make a good blog" sort of pressure. but my friend kevin is just screwing with me. he knows that, just like him, i've been fed a lot of bologna (pronounced b&-'lO-nE also -ny&, -n&) about achievement and self-esteem and such [enter favorite expletive acting as a noun]. okay, that was just a little more of the cathartage.
three weeks in abilene over christmas.
worked a very light schedule with tim martin, my brother-in-law and family doc in abilene for the last two weeks of december, then had the first week of january off. off and lovin' life. sweet sleep. reading books. rolling on the ground with julia. savory time off. the kind i dream about the rest of the year. now back in the saddle. where's the sabbath-rest that remains for the people of God? hebrews four says that anyone who enters God's rest also rests from his own work, just as God did from his... and "let us then make every effort to enter that rest" ...hmmm. yeah, i'm not really tasting much of that rest back at work. pointers?

bath time is best. not for the resting, i mean. i don't really take baths any more. if i did, i bet they'd be restful, but in fact -- i can't recall the last bath i had. not that i don't bathe. forget it. what i meant was that my day is best at julia's bath time. at least since erin and i have gotten home from vacationing. check out this photo and you'll get it, blow it up big if you have to:

oh, and my friend justin brown and his wife laurie (who is also my friend by the way) had their first baby, a boy, blake harrold brown. no pics available yet. justin's one of the four high school friends (that includes my wife) that i've kept up with, an attorney in ft worth, and one of the most honest and straightforward people you'll meet. ask him what he thinks about your new hair style. he's the virgil earp of the crowd. while you're at it, try to get him to tell you the story about when laurie broke up with him the summer after our freshman year of college. it was a sight to behold.

addendum: the word used above, "cathartage", shortly after the pronunciation of bologna, is what i thought was a clever neologism, a playful and novel way of handling that idea derived from Greek katharsis, to cleanse, purge. amy brought my attention back to the word with her reply, and i think she is correct -- it just sounded like i didn't know the word. not that it's uncommon for me to use words incorrectly (see the use of the word expletive bracketed above, which is not used exactly correctly... and this was unintentional). sorry if any of it rubbed awry fine anonymous ears.