A little wine for my stomach's sake? Please?
A funny thing happened to me twice in the last two months. It happened first at the annual United Way train pull. This is an annual event sponsored by the local United Way, as a fund raiser. The local pastors were asked to put a team together--which we did--and off we went to pull a train. This train is actually a train caboose which weighs 100,000 pounds. Each team gets a chance for two pulls, with a little breather in between. After our one pull, the MC for the day laughlingly suggested we take a break and go over to the beer tent and have a brew--before we pull again. The comment was made in jest and simple fun. The second time something similar happened was just last week. I was at the local radio station and was asked by the manager if I was going to attend the annual St Thomas award night. He described the night, location, time etc. and then, tongue in check, said something like, 'Oh and remember, there will be a wet bar!" Again, the comment made in jest and