Make The Bible Come Alive, Right In Your Office! (and for a limited time only, you get Joesph's coat of many colors throw in as a FREE BONUS!)

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You know those verses in the Bible that refer to that Certain Woman whose Voice is akin to chinese water torture? That Voice upon hearing it makes you crawl to the corner of a rooftop and take up residence? The Voice which makes you bargain with God. Eat Weeds Forever=No More Hearing The Voice.

Well, The Voice works in my office building. Her voice is grating, irritating and nauseating. You feel like cutting off your ears and stuffing them into her mouth, or snipping out her toungue and plugging your ears. She gives you a headache, she gives you dementia and most of all, she gives you just cause to commit suicide. Or murder. Depending on the day.

If you ever need a Sunday School illustration, or simply want to make the Bible come alive personally, come visit.

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This odd narrative is my life. I ended up in Pittsburgh, of all places--from the beach. I have no hobbies, other than cooking excessively and eating microwave popcorn. I enjoy shopping, the Food network, hiding the remote so the Food network cannot be turned off, find ethnic food stores and restaurants and reading voraciously. My life is decidedly pedestrian.

I worked in the car business where I was required to be ruthless and soul-less wench, which is when I started this project. Since then, I've kept it up because secretly, I've always wanted to join the military. Every male in my mother's family has joined and I quietly entertain thoughts of joining. I haven't yet and don't know if I ever will, but sending the troops cookies keeps me sane. it makes me think I still have a shred of human kindness left in my withering soul. it's a small way for me to salute the men and women who are brave enough to fight for freedom. And makes me feel like I'm contributing toward troop morale--even if I'm not. So if you want to help, send me addresses of troops you know stationed overseas. you may also contribute toward the cost of chocolate chips, but don't feel obligated, that link is here only by request.

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