Okay, that title has nothing to do with this post and is just a spoof on the funny line I read on Jimmy Akin’s blog, “NO, it is I who will eat you!”.

Tomorrow, the G and the R and myself are meeting in Houston for the U2 concert. How do you dismantle an atomic bomb, asks Bono, and the answer is love (more U2 theology which is a little bit oversimplified, but that’s alright).

Then we are all going to the Aggie football game to watch the Aggies DIS-MANTLE the Iowa St. whatever-they-are’s. We might not even have to have the traditional midnight yell practice to prepare for these guys.

THEN, the G and I are going to go to his brother’s home to hang out with him and his wonderful wife, Veronica and their two babies (one still in su vientre, so we won’t get to play with her much yet!). (Vientre == womb).

Have a blessed weekend, and know you are in my prayers (seriously, I actually pray for you as God needs to do some supernatural work to make this blog edifying for you!).