I love Dooce and I love that many of you love Dooce. I would love for you to love Dooce. Doocity Dooce Dooce Dooce.
Like me, she has a tendancy to burst into the Church songs of her upbringing at any time. Her songs are different, but the humor is similar. When this entry was posted this week, I remembered fondly our rousing chorus of "I'm In The Lord's Army" on the McCarty family porch.
Micah was right, if heaven will be like friends and music and beer under a big sky with big stars and big laughs, I will be honored to pull up a wicker chair.