This is off the record, right? You’re not going to share this with anyone? I’ve got deniability here?
Because if this gets back to me, I’m toast.
But look at the slate of drawing winners. Examine it for a moment:
Michael Peterson. Blogger. (Not very prolific, I’ll grant you, but a blogger.) And a pastor of my own church body.
Omie. A Chattanooga resident. Who else lives in Chattanooga?
Coincidences? You make the call.
I insinuate, you decide.
Speaking of the drawing, I’d hoped to get the books in the mail today. I was going to take them to the post office near my workplace, after work.
Unfortunately I left them at home. Then I thought, “No prob. I’ll walk them over to the Robbinsdale post office, five minutes from my house, when I get home.”
I got there at 5:01. The place closes, I then learned, at 5:00.
I’ll try again tomorrow.
They’re going Media Mail, so it’ll take a few days.
The fact that I’m corrupt doesn’t mean I’m rich.