Archive for September 19th, 2010

Saturday evening I finished work at 5 pm and decided, since I didn’t have to return to work until 4:30 the next day, I would declare that period of time a Sabbath. I decided: no work, no homework, no nothing but relaxing with my family, watching movies, eating good food (Renee made Kebobs and homemade pizza), laughing, and worship Sunday morning.

We watched some excellent movies: Robin Hood (the new one with Russell Crowe); Is Anyone There? (with Michael Caine, and excellent movie); and the first seven chapters of The Boondock Saints (for which Willem Defoe should have won some serious awards). It was Defoe who played the lead character of the film, FBI Special Agent Paul Smeckers.

Then I went to bed.

I woke up today, Sunday, thinking about Smuckers. You know, of Jelly and Jam fame. And I got to thinking about their slogan: “With a name like Smuckers, it has to be good.” This led me to question what that slogan really means.

Does the phrase mean (that is, how should the phrase be interpreted):

A. With a name (as strange as) Smuckers, the Jelly/Jam had better be good? (Because with a name like Smuckers, it might not get a chance.)

B. With a name like Smuckers, the Jelly/Jam cannot help but be good. (Because those Smucker people really know how to make Jelly.)

C.  Something else?

I’m not really a fan of Jelly/Jam. In fact, I’ve never even eaten Jelly in my life. I like toast, but not with Jelly. I prefer my toast with cinnamon and sugar and butter. It’s really tasty. Toast and tea is one of my favorite breakfasts.

Well, my breakfast is now over and it is time to get ready for worship. My Sabbath only has about 8 more hours before it concludes. Then I have to go back to work and convince people to rent videos, give my opinion about the videos we rent, and help them select a great snack to go along with their video. Then I’ll come home, finish The Boondock Saints, and go to bed.

And wake up thinking about something else. But I’ll say this: the last 16 hours have been holy and blissful, which also makes me wonder why my son and his friends were talking about the Canterbury Tales yesterday…but that’s a fire engine of a different color altogether…

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