Me: Look! The University of Pennsylvania has a giant picture of a black scientist on the homepage.
Wife: And it says “integrating”.
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Undergrad athletics at The Master’s College:
We believe the field of play is a mirror. It reflects and reveals the athlete and the college in ways others kinds of examination just can’t. How will you react when the game’s not going your way, when the critical call goes against you or when your teammate misses the winning shot? What about when the winning seems easy? It takes as much discipline to win with grace as it does to lose with honor.
We play to win at Master’s because committing to less dims the reflection we’re trying to see. We train hard because that honors the Lord, and because we know that training hard is what it takes to win. And let’s be honest, winning is always more fun.
Thanks for telling it like it is…
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I was walking into Borders back in January and on the discount racks in the atrium I thought I saw a big section of Moleskine® notebooks. It turned out that they were actually Piccadilly. When I saw the price tag I was skeptical, especially since the medium size cost less than a third of a comparable Moleskine®-brand book ($4.99 vs. $16.95). But I was intrigued. Read more

I'm as clean as the bathroom door handle!
I remember when I was a kid and I’d go to a birthday party or something that was being hosted by a moderate-to-severely uptight mom, they’d never let us just grab a sandwich or some chips off of the tray. We had to use the tongs. They were the magical way that we kept from sharing our germs. Because, of course, you couldn’t expect a kid to only touch the sandwich he picked up, right?
And you can’t expect adults to pull it off, either. That’s why when ever you see a sample basket at the supermarket (Central Market, particularly) or at Sam’s, there’s always a gleaming pair of tongs there for you to pick up your free chips.
Last week I was at Le Madeleine and encountered the sacred tongs while going for a piece of bread. Just as I was reaching out to them, I paused and pulled my hand back. It had never occurred to me before, but for all these years that the tongs have been protecting us from slightly contaminated bread, nothing’s been protecting us from the tongs.
So now, instead of the possibility that the back of someone’s hand touched my bread slice, or (heaven forbid) they picked it up by accident, every single person has touched the tongs. Ewww.
So next time you see me picking the tongs up with a napkin then stuffing my bare hand into the basket, don’t call security, thank me for reminding you not to use the tongs.