Banquet was last night. Good time. The dinner must not have been enough for Mike and I, so we decided to eat a fish. Yep, a real live goldfish, it was still kickin. The party needed a boost so we thought we'd provide some free entertainment. Evidently, sticking a fish in the toilet bowl (see below) wasn't good enough. So we ate the little devils. We decided to not chew em so we could see if you can feel them in your stomach. Turns out you can't feel them in your stomach but you can feel them going down your throat. Side note (totally free): in our small group this morning there was a passge in Romans that said, "Their throat is an open grave." Oh, the irony. Anyway, Kara Neal got the whole thing on video on her camera. If she sends it to me I'll try and find a way to post it (with a little help from the rabbi).

The following are some pictures from the Stamper's house.



This is the goldfish in the toilet. And, no, we did not eat this one. Someone flushed it because it swam a little ways down the pipe and they thought it wouldn't come back up.



This is Micah's big screen t.v. As you may recall I have dubbed it "FoeHammer." I thought that since I was there last night I mine as well give the thing some recognition for all its greatness, and all the good times it's given us. Also like to thank the Stamper's for letting us destroy their house and plumbing again. Next time we come, the hor douvres won't be fish.

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He therefore had to endure over an hour of Professor Trelawney, who spent half the lesson telling everyone that the position of Mars with relation to Saturn at that moment meant that people born in July were in great danger of sudden, violent deaths. "Well, that's good," said Harry loudly, his temper getting the better of him, "just as long as it's not drawn out. I don't want to suffer."

Harry Potter
Goblet of Fire