OfJoshua and I visited a crafts market this weekend. I don't usually go to those foo foo places--they suck the testosterone right out of a man's gonads--but I went along to help her pick out a knitted holster for the .50 cal Desert Eagle I bought her for Mothers Day. I'm glad I did, because I found the perfect lamp for our night stand. I took a photo of it. You can see it below.
I can't explain how I felt when I reached over to shut it off last night before going to sleep. There's nothing quite like witnessing the glory of our Lord's tortured agony a split second before the room goes dark. And man, take a look at the size of His immaculate package. We'll all be getting one like that come the resurrection.