Most important thing I write all day

I've been really thinking about something huge to write about today.  If you follow me on Twitter you know I'm now I'm a pastor of the Christ Church of Life, and will be having my first sermon in a parking lot (yet to be determined) on Sunday morning.  That's not big enough for this post.

The truth of the matter is there's been something bugging me for some time now and I need to get it out of my system before it bursts.

The reason Goofy talks and Pluto doesn't, but their both dogs, is rather simple.  You see, Goofy is an anamorphic dog, which means he's a dog with human qualities: walks on two legs, speaks (kinda ah-yup), drives a vehicle, and has meaningful relationships with Bella Cow.  Pluto, however, is a dog - a pet.  He lives in a dog house out behind Mickey's home, he drinks from a water bowl, barks, chases Figaro around, he's a dog and there for doesn't speak.

Now that is completely cleared up, I'm going to go work on Sunday's sermon: Rob Bell's Hell is Empty but it's Waiting Room is Packed...

Play me off, Piano cat!

 

#shufflesoff

Grace, Peace, and of course, April Fools,

Jesse