Superbowl Sunday is over. I spent it in Atlanta with my best friend Dann. We ate pizza and made jokes while we ignored the game. That's what it's all about, isn't it? We also watched Napoleon Dynamite, a very funny movie I had missed when it came through the theatres last year about this time.

I was in Atlanta for a missions conference my church down there was putting on. My old college mentor, Allen Hood, was speaking. He's a great preacher; I never get tired of hearing him speak.

I drove down Saturday morning in time for the first session at 9 am. (Yes, I had to get up at 5:15 a.m.! AAAARGH!) I liked it so much I got the CD. There were other sessions that day, by other speakers, who were also good (but not as good as Allen). I got to eat lunch with Allen and spend some time talking with him, which was really good. Now that Allen is the Executive Director (i.e., second in commmand) of the International House of Prayer in Kansas City, everybody wants to talk to him and tell him things. But Allen wanted to spend time with me! I was very happy.

I spent the night at Dann's, and he and I went to my church to hear Allen speak again at the morning service. Dann had never heard Allen speak before, nor had he ever visited my church, so it was really cool being able to share it with him.

I also got to see all of my old friends from that church and say hello. It was a great weekend.