I started my morning at 6 am and did a series of infomercial like live
shots from this big National Geographic sale. After checking on some
Hurricane Ike evacuees I went to YMCA Childrens Christmas party. Then
a miracle happened, just up the street from our house. Our Lady
Guadalupe started weeping. Well actually one blood drop like tear.
Does that mean I don't have to go to church tomorrow?