Naked Fireman Calendar!
Monday, February 23rd, 2009
Well… Not the type of naked fireman calendar you may have been thinking about. I know. LOL!


Well… Not the type of naked fireman calendar you may have been thinking about. I know. LOL!


Happy Valentine’s to all! Happy weekend!


Thanks to all who answered the call to help author Sharon Cullars save her home from foreclosure. Your good wishes, prayers, and particpating in the fundraiser and eBay auction have been very helpful. You’re all angels!
Folks, you collected over $5000! The proceeds from the Ebay auction raised close to $2500 and the proceeds from the fundraiser totaled $3110. Awesome!
Sharon plans on using those funds for relocation and moving expenses. You can read her message here.

A writer died, and due to a bureaucratic snafu in the hereafter, she was to be allowed to choose her own fate: Heaven or Hell for all eternity. Being very shrewd for a dead person, she asked St. Peter for a tour of both.
The first stop was Hell, where she saw rows and rows of writers sitting chained to desks, in a room as hot as a thousand suns. Fire licked the writers’ fingers as they tried to work; demons whipped their backs with chains. Your typical Hell scene.
"Wow, this is awful," said the writer, appalled. "Let’s see some Heaven."
In a moment, they were whisked to Heaven and the writer saw rows and rows of writers chained to desks, in a room as hot as a thousand suns. Fire licked the writers’ fingers as they tried to work; demons whipped their backs with chains. It looked and smelled even worse than Hell.
"What gives, Pete?" the writer asked. "This is worse than Hell!"
"Yes," St. Peter replied, "but here your work gets published."
