Watching the Weather Channel tonight is kinda like watching porn. Only these folks seem to be enjoying it more.
My baby girl is in Charlotte, expecting the worst. An ICE raid with real ice. And that will mean power outages, and that will mean chaos throughout most of the South.




In the closest modern equivalent to Bleak House’s “



Throughout college (and seminary, as well), my summer job was ushering in the movie theater. Sometimes it was my second job, sometimes it was my only job. Sure, it was only minimum wage, but when I calculated the free movies for myself, family, and friends, I was making a decent wage. And when you threw in the free sodas — and especially the free popcorn — I was definitely in the upper brackets. 