Miss me?

I'm one of those people who really prefer having some structure and order in their lives. Nothing complicated: I drive through the car wash on Monday, feed the bluebirds at 8:00 each morning, vacuum the carpet on Tuesday and Saturday, trim my fingernails on Thursday, and so forth. Well, I guess I don't have to be that way; life on earth as we know it would go on if I cut my nails on Friday, and I don't get too upset if the car wash is closed on Monday, but it just wouldn't be right. You understand?

Maybe not, for this drives some people nuts. My wife just shakes her head, the children blame the Marine Corps, and some folks just get angry and want me to get more fiber in my diet. Loosen up, they tell me. Easy for you to say. It's not that I prefer structure, I need it. You don't have to tell me about INFJ types or obsessive compulsive behavior. That's where I live.

Which may explain my more than month long absence from the Homeboy Reports: it wasn't programmed into my schedule. Instead I waited for the muse to strike, like waiting for the Market Street bus on Oleander Drive: it wasn't going to happen.

So let's see if I can make these reports happen on Friday mornings. That's when I always had to get the sermon wrapped up (after thinking about it all week), and perhaps that same process will work here. We'll see.