Hey, y'all. It's been another crazy day of running errands. I just picked up my daughter's birthday cake from Wal-Mart. When I payed at the register, the total seemed really low. As I was walking out, I read the receipt. The cake wasn't on it. For a brief few moments, I actually thought about counting it good fortune and leaving. I have no love for Wal-Mart, especially since they fired my wife and then tried to fight her unemployment claim. However, my conscience kicked in, and I went back to the cashier and pointed out the error.
So, I'm fifteen dollars poorer than I would have been, but I don't feel like a thief. I guess that counts for something.
Tonight at church, I'm performing with my band at a Christmas Benefit Concert for Toys for Tots and a local food pantry. It's going to be a wonderful show, and the only charge is a new, unwrapped toy or some canned goods. Not a bad deal. If you're in the neighborhood of Mitchell United Methodist Church in Negaunee, Michigan, at around 7 p.m., swing by and partake in some entertainment. Just ignore that little ol' winter storm warning. The hard stuff won't start coming down until around midnight. I promise.
I have a new cartoon for you today. I think it pretty much speaks for itself.
Saint Marty's gotta run.
Confessions of Saint Marty
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