Archive for April 4th, 2007

Okay, the Carny is a little late this week. My apologies to all those who submitted and those readers who eagerly await the carnival every week. I have been running flat out since Monday. There was work then the NCAA basketball game on Monday, work and meeting with the co-leaders of my church community group on Tuesday and work and men’s church group tonight. I have had precious little time to myself all week and it’s not likely to stop any time soon. There’s work and date night tomorrow (That Girl. Current status: beyond talking to “hanging out” and then work and a long drive to North Carolina on Friday. I tend to schedule my time to the fullest.

I’m also dealing with a possibly fractured rib. I caught an elbow to the midriff playing Ultimate Frisbee in the park. I think I broke something. Don’t worry, Ma. I’m fine.

Anyway, the carny goes on. This week’s is going to be unedited. I haven’t had time to read the entries so I present them as received.

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Andrew Ian Dodge presents Get thy Virgin in order.

GrrlScientist presents Ancient Roadrunner-like Bird from the Age of Dinosaurs.

Sholom Anarchy presents Carnival for Peace #1.

Leon Gettler presents Betting on Conrad Black’s chances

mom & dad present Ten Things That I’ve Learned in Life

Nenad Ristic presents Money Conciousness » 8 Reasons Why I Hate Internet Marketing Videos

Greg Swann presents Want to make sure you can defend yourself from internet bad guys? Aim for the body, not the head . . .

Koranteng Ofosu-Amaah presents Articles of Faith

Brandon Peele presents Spiritual Autolysis

Riversider presents Take A Preston Minibreak

Wayne Hurlbert presents Recession management: Personnel relations

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That’s all for this week’s 237th Carnival. Sorry again for the lateness of this edition and for the poor editing. My hope is that I will learn to manage my time a little better and have next week’s CoTV up on Wednesday morning. If you’d like to submit a post for next week’s carny, please do so through Blog Carnival. Until then, buenas noches!

Even at the ripe old age of six. Thanks to yours truly, Ngnat believes that there is a Road Troll who lives under the rumble strip on the side of the highway. The sound one hears when the car hits the rumble strip is him yelling in anger because Daddy is driving on top of his house.

Ngnat and Scotty M

By default, Scotty M. also believes this.

However, “unworldly” doesn’t necessarily mean “kind,” judging by the number of times they ask me to run over the Road Troll’s house during a typical trip.