For the untold thousands of surfers who eagerly check Whatever every day, perhaps even every hour, anticipating with demented abandon the chance to fondle the latest pieces of random Dennie brain debris--I apologize. I've been fully focused on some other creative projects, really energized, and it seems that blogging doesn't weigh heavily enough to force its way onto my priority list. I'm not sure what that means, but that's the way it is.

Anyway, let me catch up on a few things.

• I'm really fascinated by the whole Pope successor thing. This is a pretty momentous thing. Tonight when I get home, I'm sure the Pope will be on the covers of both Time and Newsweek, which typically arrive on Tuesdays. My favorite day.
• Go Illinois. Oops. Well, it was a good try. Why couldn't they do to NC what they did to my Arizona Wildcats? Actually, I guess they did, in terms of making a comeback. They just didn't hit the final nail.
• Nearly every day someone asks me, "So what's the denomination going to do?" I hear all kinds of things, sentiments this way and that way. I haven't yet encountered anyone who is really jazzed about doing away with the conferences and replacing it with a cluster system. Most of the concerns focus around leadership--do we have enough people not only able, but willing, to be cluster leaders? Willing to be, as most people characterize it, little superintendents? Lots of questions. Not a lot of hot emotion one way or the other.
• Oh, come to think of it, there's all kinds of great stuff I could be talking about. But alas, I need to head home. There's a ping-pong tournament on the east side tonight, as there always is the first Tuesday of the month. I'm feeling like I'll have a good evening. I'll probably be disappointed. But excuse me, I need to go home and clean my Butterfly rubber.