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A minute later, they were on top of the Historia.
“So, those goggles have night vision?” Philippa asked.
“Yes, amongst other modes.”
“And you don’t have powers?”
“I’m neither confirming nor denying. Let’s just say I wouldn’t be doing this without these gadgets,” the Shadow explained. “It’s like my own play. It seems that in the drama of Lawndale, I have taken this role to help.”
“And the other vigilantes?”
“SpiderGirl does have powers. But I am not sure if her webs are organic or not. Ninja Talon seems to be just a teenager skilled in martial arts who also uses some gadgets alongside her weapons. The fourth vigilante is telekinetic and can project energy blasts. I haven’t yet met the apparent fifth.”
“You don’t know what name she’s taken?” Philippa asked.
“I do, but it seems she wants to remain in the shadows as she helps Lawndale in her way. I just hope any battle between her and SpiderGirl is short.”
The Shadow was about to say more, but she then heard something to the northwest of the Historia, in Dega Street. “Duty calls!” she said to Philippa.
“You are going to leave me here?” Philippa asked.
“You’d be a liability. I trained with my mentor a while before I started doing this,” the Shadow then handed her the spare grapple gun. “It is relatively easy to use. But I’ll be back soon. Keep an eye on Daria and Sandi.”
Daria and Sandi also heard the noise as they examined an Oscorp building. “What’s that?” Daria asked.
“Sounds like something to respond to,” Sandi replied.
Daria nodded. “Right. There are plenty of places along here…”
Sandi nodded and ran off to some cover.
‘What are they doing?’ Philippa wondered.
( Read More )
“So, those goggles have night vision?” Philippa asked.
“Yes, amongst other modes.”
“And you don’t have powers?”
“I’m neither confirming nor denying. Let’s just say I wouldn’t be doing this without these gadgets,” the Shadow explained. “It’s like my own play. It seems that in the drama of Lawndale, I have taken this role to help.”
“And the other vigilantes?”
“SpiderGirl does have powers. But I am not sure if her webs are organic or not. Ninja Talon seems to be just a teenager skilled in martial arts who also uses some gadgets alongside her weapons. The fourth vigilante is telekinetic and can project energy blasts. I haven’t yet met the apparent fifth.”
“You don’t know what name she’s taken?” Philippa asked.
“I do, but it seems she wants to remain in the shadows as she helps Lawndale in her way. I just hope any battle between her and SpiderGirl is short.”
The Shadow was about to say more, but she then heard something to the northwest of the Historia, in Dega Street. “Duty calls!” she said to Philippa.
“You are going to leave me here?” Philippa asked.
“You’d be a liability. I trained with my mentor a while before I started doing this,” the Shadow then handed her the spare grapple gun. “It is relatively easy to use. But I’ll be back soon. Keep an eye on Daria and Sandi.”
Daria and Sandi also heard the noise as they examined an Oscorp building. “What’s that?” Daria asked.
“Sounds like something to respond to,” Sandi replied.
Daria nodded. “Right. There are plenty of places along here…”
Sandi nodded and ran off to some cover.
‘What are they doing?’ Philippa wondered.
( Read More )
Daria – Trouble in Lawndale
“Girls, I just want you to know your mother and I realize it's not easy moving to a whole new town -- especially for you, Daria, right?” Jake Morgendorffer said, as he and his daughters approached Lawndale High.
“Did we move?” Daria asked, as she looked around, annoyed that her father had spoken after remaining silent since they left their new home half an hour before.
“Stop following me, Daria!” her sister, Quinn, said.
“Excuse me, we’re walking along to the same school!”
“You don’t have be right behind!” Quinn said.
“It’s not my fault Lawndale has such narrow sidewalks.”
Jake, annoyed with his daughters’ arguing, put his headphones back on. “I've been working on the railroad... come on, guys, we know this one.”
Meanwhile at Lawndale High, two students were already there. (Although calling one of them a student might have been stretching the definition a bit…) “Come on, Mack Daddy! I'll get the coach to write us a note. I'll say we need extra time on the free weights.”
“I told you not to call me that!” Mack said, exasperated. “And they're not going to excuse you from English for weight training.”
“I can't take any more of this Shakespeare dude, bro. He's, like, a total chick writer!”
Mack sighed.
“Maybe we could go to that Mall of the Millennium this weekend, Daddy?” Quinn asked as they approached the school.
“A hundred miles? To go to a Mall? There’s a Mall less than five minutes from home. In a car!”
“I’m sure there are some fascinating Malls in Southeast Asia.” Daria snarked.
“Southeast Asia! To go to a mall!” Jake exclaimed.
“She’s joking!” Quinn said.
“Oh!”
Jane Lane arrived at Lawndale High. She switched off the audio recording of the last night’s Sick Sad World episode. The concept of a model creating an encyclopedia was appropriately inane. “Drawing pictures in margins…” she mused. That was something she did often.
Having been enrolled at the School, Daria found that she had Science for first period. In class she quickly found that the teacher had issues… “…and like a husband going home to his noble and self-sacrificing wife, the rat keeps returning to the food box. That is, the positive reinforcement. Huh, if only men could be more like rats. Oh, sure, they come home at first. You feed them, you wait on them, and then, after twenty-two thankless years, they just up and leave. No note, no phone call, no nothing!” She slammed her ruler on her desk for emphasis. “Just... like... that!”
“I wonder why he left,” Daria murmured to her new acquaintance, Jodie Landon.
“Now, before I divide the class into teams of two, who can give me another example of reinforcement?”
The class didn’t give an answer.
“Fine, class. Ignore me... just like he did!”
“Just as well he wasn’t Jones,” Daria commented.
“I heard that!” Barch said. “But we’re not talking about cults. You can ask DeMartino about that! But you have stumbled upon an interesting answer. A charismatic man re-enforcing herd-like behaviour in his followers, leading to tragic results!”
“Excellent example Daria,” Jodie said.
Daria shrugged.
Between classes, Sandi Griffin was talking with Joey Green, Jamie White and Jeffy Brown, ‘So I said, "Sure, it's a nice car. Do you have enough gas to get to Loserville?’”
“That’s funny, Sandi,” Joey said.
“You really know how to tell a story,” Jeffy said.
“Thanks,” Sandi said.
“Tell us the part with Stacy again,” Jamie said.
“Stacy wasn’t in that story. It was just Tiffany and I,” Sandi said.
“Well then, take Tiffany out and put Stacy in,” Joey suggested.
Stacy then came along. “Hi guys!” she said. “Sandi, Joey, Jeffy, Jerome.”
“Hi, Stacy,” Joey said.
“Hi, Stacy,” Jeffy added.
“Hi, Stacy. It’s Jamie!”
“Oh, sorry!”
“Have you seen that new girl?” Jamie asked.
“The redhead?” Stacy asked.
“She could be new member for the Fashion Club,” Sandi answered.
“There she is!” Jamie said.
Sandi sighed as Jamie and Jeffy ran off.
Daria listened as Jodie told her how busy she was. “…And that is why I can only go to study sessions in the early evenings,” Jodie said.
“I bet you don’t have to deal with Family Court,” Daria said.
“Family Court?” Jodie asked incredulously.
“It was an attempt by my Mom to use Jurisprudence in family matters after my sister and I came home late one night.”
“That sounds crazy,” Jodie commented.
“It was,” Daria said. “But it didn’t last long, because they were too busy to enforce a month-long grounding.”
“That’s something I’d like to hear about at some point,” Jodie said as they came to the next class.
“Can monkeys surf the net, and corrupt our kids? Chimpanzee chat rooms, next on Sick Sad World.”
Claire Defoe switched off the TV after students started filing into the classroom. She saw the new student, Daria. “Ms. Morgendorffer!”
Daria came over. “Yes?”
“Your records from Highland are intriguing,” the teacher said.
“I experimented, that’s all.”
“Using a glue gun as an actual gun?” Claire asked with an eyebrow raised.
Daria raised her own eyebrows. “Oh, that. Those two deserved it, but I won’t do it here in Lawndale.”
“Good. I just wanted to hear it from you personally. I would like to talk about your previous art after class. There’s a student I’d like you to meet.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
“Fifty dollars an hour!” Jane groused as she approached the art classroom. That was the amount Mr. Ewing had quoted for the average Math tutoring cost in Lawndale. She doubted it would be any cheaper in Oakwood. ‘Or Middlebury for that matter,’ she mused as she overheard other students complaining about exorbitant prices.
“Girls, I just want you to know your mother and I realize it's not easy moving to a whole new town -- especially for you, Daria, right?” Jake Morgendorffer said, as he and his daughters approached Lawndale High.
“Did we move?” Daria asked, as she looked around, annoyed that her father had spoken after remaining silent since they left their new home half an hour before.
“Stop following me, Daria!” her sister, Quinn, said.
“Excuse me, we’re walking along to the same school!”
“You don’t have be right behind!” Quinn said.
“It’s not my fault Lawndale has such narrow sidewalks.”
Jake, annoyed with his daughters’ arguing, put his headphones back on. “I've been working on the railroad... come on, guys, we know this one.”
Meanwhile at Lawndale High, two students were already there. (Although calling one of them a student might have been stretching the definition a bit…) “Come on, Mack Daddy! I'll get the coach to write us a note. I'll say we need extra time on the free weights.”
“I told you not to call me that!” Mack said, exasperated. “And they're not going to excuse you from English for weight training.”
“I can't take any more of this Shakespeare dude, bro. He's, like, a total chick writer!”
Mack sighed.
“Maybe we could go to that Mall of the Millennium this weekend, Daddy?” Quinn asked as they approached the school.
“A hundred miles? To go to a Mall? There’s a Mall less than five minutes from home. In a car!”
“I’m sure there are some fascinating Malls in Southeast Asia.” Daria snarked.
“Southeast Asia! To go to a mall!” Jake exclaimed.
“She’s joking!” Quinn said.
“Oh!”
Jane Lane arrived at Lawndale High. She switched off the audio recording of the last night’s Sick Sad World episode. The concept of a model creating an encyclopedia was appropriately inane. “Drawing pictures in margins…” she mused. That was something she did often.
Having been enrolled at the School, Daria found that she had Science for first period. In class she quickly found that the teacher had issues… “…and like a husband going home to his noble and self-sacrificing wife, the rat keeps returning to the food box. That is, the positive reinforcement. Huh, if only men could be more like rats. Oh, sure, they come home at first. You feed them, you wait on them, and then, after twenty-two thankless years, they just up and leave. No note, no phone call, no nothing!” She slammed her ruler on her desk for emphasis. “Just... like... that!”
“I wonder why he left,” Daria murmured to her new acquaintance, Jodie Landon.
“Now, before I divide the class into teams of two, who can give me another example of reinforcement?”
The class didn’t give an answer.
“Fine, class. Ignore me... just like he did!”
“Just as well he wasn’t Jones,” Daria commented.
“I heard that!” Barch said. “But we’re not talking about cults. You can ask DeMartino about that! But you have stumbled upon an interesting answer. A charismatic man re-enforcing herd-like behaviour in his followers, leading to tragic results!”
“Excellent example Daria,” Jodie said.
Daria shrugged.
Between classes, Sandi Griffin was talking with Joey Green, Jamie White and Jeffy Brown, ‘So I said, "Sure, it's a nice car. Do you have enough gas to get to Loserville?’”
“That’s funny, Sandi,” Joey said.
“You really know how to tell a story,” Jeffy said.
“Thanks,” Sandi said.
“Tell us the part with Stacy again,” Jamie said.
“Stacy wasn’t in that story. It was just Tiffany and I,” Sandi said.
“Well then, take Tiffany out and put Stacy in,” Joey suggested.
Stacy then came along. “Hi guys!” she said. “Sandi, Joey, Jeffy, Jerome.”
“Hi, Stacy,” Joey said.
“Hi, Stacy,” Jeffy added.
“Hi, Stacy. It’s Jamie!”
“Oh, sorry!”
“Have you seen that new girl?” Jamie asked.
“The redhead?” Stacy asked.
“She could be new member for the Fashion Club,” Sandi answered.
“There she is!” Jamie said.
Sandi sighed as Jamie and Jeffy ran off.
Daria listened as Jodie told her how busy she was. “…And that is why I can only go to study sessions in the early evenings,” Jodie said.
“I bet you don’t have to deal with Family Court,” Daria said.
“Family Court?” Jodie asked incredulously.
“It was an attempt by my Mom to use Jurisprudence in family matters after my sister and I came home late one night.”
“That sounds crazy,” Jodie commented.
“It was,” Daria said. “But it didn’t last long, because they were too busy to enforce a month-long grounding.”
“That’s something I’d like to hear about at some point,” Jodie said as they came to the next class.
“Can monkeys surf the net, and corrupt our kids? Chimpanzee chat rooms, next on Sick Sad World.”
Claire Defoe switched off the TV after students started filing into the classroom. She saw the new student, Daria. “Ms. Morgendorffer!”
Daria came over. “Yes?”
“Your records from Highland are intriguing,” the teacher said.
“I experimented, that’s all.”
“Using a glue gun as an actual gun?” Claire asked with an eyebrow raised.
Daria raised her own eyebrows. “Oh, that. Those two deserved it, but I won’t do it here in Lawndale.”
“Good. I just wanted to hear it from you personally. I would like to talk about your previous art after class. There’s a student I’d like you to meet.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
“Fifty dollars an hour!” Jane groused as she approached the art classroom. That was the amount Mr. Ewing had quoted for the average Math tutoring cost in Lawndale. She doubted it would be any cheaper in Oakwood. ‘Or Middlebury for that matter,’ she mused as she overheard other students complaining about exorbitant prices.
6th April '25: https://fardell34.blogspot.com/2025/04/church-notes-6th-april-2025.html
13th April '25: http://fardell30.deadjournal.com/309220.html
18th April '25: https://fardell24b.tumblr.com/post/781143717927124992/church-notes-18th-april-2025
20th April '25: https://fardell24b.tumblr.com/post/781326996884127744/church-notes-20th-april-2025
13th April '25: http://fardell30.deadjournal.com/309220.html
18th April '25: https://fardell24b.tumblr.com/post/781143717927124992/church-notes-18th-april-2025
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20th
Resurrection Sunday
Matthew 28:1 - 15
Jesus is Risen!
We still need to be reminded. We can put ourselves into a position where we need rescuing,
God was in control.
There is a response to make.
Our response
- To run with great news.
vs 12 - 15
Evil puts fear into you, where it doesn't belong.
It is what we need to fight against.
Making a response.
Put your faith in Jesus. In whatever tough situation you may find yourself in, He can help you out.
Resurrection Sunday
Matthew 28:1 - 15
Jesus is Risen!
We still need to be reminded. We can put ourselves into a position where we need rescuing,
God was in control.
There is a response to make.
Our response
- To run with great news.
vs 12 - 15
Evil puts fear into you, where it doesn't belong.
It is what we need to fight against.
Making a response.
Put your faith in Jesus. In whatever tough situation you may find yourself in, He can help you out.
Barnhouse Village again. That's RNGs for you!
Aurora in 855
18th
Good Friday
Isaiah 53:11
Matthew 27:45 - 66
From praise on the previous Sunday to venomous sneering.
Jesus had iron clad determination to see the plan through.
It wasn't just physical darkness. All the sin of the world was placed on Jesus' shoulders at that time.
vs 46
The weight of sin. Jesus felt separated from the Father.
Luke 23:46
Psalm 31
He didn't waver.
John 19:30
He freely gave His life for all mankind.
vs 63
The Temple curtain torn - symbolising that the Way was now open.
vs 65
It was a new tomb, so there were no other bodies.
Good Friday
Isaiah 53:11
Matthew 27:45 - 66
From praise on the previous Sunday to venomous sneering.
Jesus had iron clad determination to see the plan through.
It wasn't just physical darkness. All the sin of the world was placed on Jesus' shoulders at that time.
vs 46
The weight of sin. Jesus felt separated from the Father.
Luke 23:46
Psalm 31
He didn't waver.
John 19:30
He freely gave His life for all mankind.
vs 63
The Temple curtain torn - symbolising that the Way was now open.
vs 65
It was a new tomb, so there were no other bodies.
1891
North America
Francopobia increases in the United States. In some parts of the country, anyone speaking French find themselves harassed.
There are protests against this in Louisiana (which is not one of those places).
Support for a State of Lincoln increases. Legislation for the establishment of a territory is introduced to Congress by the end of the year.
Dakota and Montana gain statehood.
Prosperity in parts of Mexico continue to increase.
South America
Brazil is recovering from the war.
Africa
American control over the former French colonies increases.
The British defeat the Mahdists.
Europe
Protests continue to escalate in Spain, especially in Madrid and Barcelona. Republican sentiment increases in various places, particularly Andalusia.
Crime increases in London, but nothing like ‘Jack the Ripper’ reoccurs.
Tensions continue to rise between the Neo Bonapartist France and Germany.
Boulanger doesn’t seek to become monarch as Napoleon did, but he still centralizes power in himself as much as the rule of law would allow.
Anarchists and suspected Anarchists are rounded up throughout Germany through the year.
In Vienna, the Habsburgs had taken a pragmatic view. They didn’t want a repeat of the last time a very popular figure had come to power in Paris.
In Rumelia, protests against Ottoman rule continue.
The Russian Civil War continues. Ukrainian, Polish, and Baltic rebels continue to be successful.
Asia
Japan having already occupied Sakhalin, invades the mainland.
Oceania
The six British colonies in Australia remain separate. (There isn’t as much discussion about Federation as in OTL.)
North America
Francopobia increases in the United States. In some parts of the country, anyone speaking French find themselves harassed.
There are protests against this in Louisiana (which is not one of those places).
Support for a State of Lincoln increases. Legislation for the establishment of a territory is introduced to Congress by the end of the year.
Dakota and Montana gain statehood.
Prosperity in parts of Mexico continue to increase.
South America
Brazil is recovering from the war.
Africa
American control over the former French colonies increases.
The British defeat the Mahdists.
Europe
Protests continue to escalate in Spain, especially in Madrid and Barcelona. Republican sentiment increases in various places, particularly Andalusia.
Crime increases in London, but nothing like ‘Jack the Ripper’ reoccurs.
Tensions continue to rise between the Neo Bonapartist France and Germany.
Boulanger doesn’t seek to become monarch as Napoleon did, but he still centralizes power in himself as much as the rule of law would allow.
Anarchists and suspected Anarchists are rounded up throughout Germany through the year.
In Vienna, the Habsburgs had taken a pragmatic view. They didn’t want a repeat of the last time a very popular figure had come to power in Paris.
In Rumelia, protests against Ottoman rule continue.
The Russian Civil War continues. Ukrainian, Polish, and Baltic rebels continue to be successful.
Asia
Japan having already occupied Sakhalin, invades the mainland.
Oceania
The six British colonies in Australia remain separate. (There isn’t as much discussion about Federation as in OTL.)
on a train again.
And it is apparently international haiku day.
The train rocks and sways
Shuddering over the track
My stomach protests
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16 Tempest and Change
Quentin Beck got off the bus. He looked at the terminal in front of him. “Lawndale,” he considered. Two weeks before he hadn’t heard of the place. Then the Groundhog Day Attack made national news. Some sort of crazed villain had attacked the place. But that wasn’t why he was there. He was there because there was a job offer at some sort of community theater.
After picking up his luggage in the terminal, he found a copy of the local newspaper, the Sun-Herald.
Lawndale Sun-Herald
Saturday, February 17, 2001
Brownouts resolved a second time
SpiderGirl, Ninja Talon and an apparent fifth vigilante responded and disconnected the problematic electric furnace in the Elders Solarium.
“Five vigilantes,” he considered. There were only three when the Groundhog Day Attack occurred, he was sure.
Quinn Morgendorffer entered the theatre area of the Historia. She looked at the time. 5:30. “Is the guy here yet?” she asked.
“Not yet, Quinn.” Robert Allen responded.
Quinn sighed. “How hard is it to find a special effects person?”
“He’s probably a little late.”
“I know, but I don’t want to wait too long.”
Quentin found the Historia and went inside. He took out the note he had made. “Interview will be in the theater, not the café or bookstore,” he reminded himself as he looked around. He saw that the café was to the right of the lobby and the bookstore to the left. The theater doors were straight ahead.
( Read More )
Quentin Beck got off the bus. He looked at the terminal in front of him. “Lawndale,” he considered. Two weeks before he hadn’t heard of the place. Then the Groundhog Day Attack made national news. Some sort of crazed villain had attacked the place. But that wasn’t why he was there. He was there because there was a job offer at some sort of community theater.
After picking up his luggage in the terminal, he found a copy of the local newspaper, the Sun-Herald.
Lawndale Sun-Herald
Saturday, February 17, 2001
Brownouts resolved a second time
SpiderGirl, Ninja Talon and an apparent fifth vigilante responded and disconnected the problematic electric furnace in the Elders Solarium.
“Five vigilantes,” he considered. There were only three when the Groundhog Day Attack occurred, he was sure.
Quinn Morgendorffer entered the theatre area of the Historia. She looked at the time. 5:30. “Is the guy here yet?” she asked.
“Not yet, Quinn.” Robert Allen responded.
Quinn sighed. “How hard is it to find a special effects person?”
“He’s probably a little late.”
“I know, but I don’t want to wait too long.”
Quentin found the Historia and went inside. He took out the note he had made. “Interview will be in the theater, not the café or bookstore,” he reminded himself as he looked around. He saw that the café was to the right of the lobby and the bookstore to the left. The theater doors were straight ahead.
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Helen
It was a normal busy day at Vitale, et al.
The phone rang.
Marianne Kingston answered it. “Hello?”
“Hello…”
She hung up.
Helen Morgendorffer knew what happened. That boy from Springfield, North Takhoma yet again! “That has to stop,” she said.
“But, what can you do?” Marianne asked.
“I have an idea. Something Daria mentioned.”
“That sounds good.”
That evening, Marge Simpson was preparing dinner when the phone rang. She sighed and picked it up, knowing that Homer wouldn’t bother when he was engrossed in the TV. “Hello?”
“Is that Marge Simpson?”
“I’m Marge Simpson and you are?”
“Helen Morgendorffer. I’m calling because your son, Bart’s, prank calls are causing disruptions here in Lawndale.”
“I know about it. The charges are quite ridiculous compared to when he stuck to Springfield.”
“That’s not the only problem, Mrs. Simpson. He’s annoyed both of my daughters and riled up my husband,”
“I see,” Marge said.
“And you don’t want to see him when he’s riled up.”
“I will talk to him about it again.”
“Good. Otherwise I may need to take legal action,” Helen said.
“I can guess, your older daughter told me you’re a lawyer.”
“Yes, and you don’t want your son to face the full force of my ire!”
‘She’d probably file a restraining order!’ Marge considered. That was definitely something she didn’t want on Bart’s record. “And he won’t have to.”
“I’ll hold you to that.”
“Thanks for your call.”
After dinner, Marge called a family meeting.
“Oh, Marge, what do we need a family meeting for?” Homer asked.
“Because of Bart’s calls,” Marge answered.
“Really?” Bart asked.
“Yes,” Marge answered.
“So, someone in that town in that eastern state has tracked us down?” Homer asked.
“They knew it was a Simpson family from this flyover state a while ago,” Lisa answered.
“Oh,” Homer said.
“So, what about my calls?” Bart asked.
“Mrs. Morgendorffer spoke to me, Bart. You know that she’s a lawyer.”
“So?”
“She mentioned that she might take legal action! That could include a restraining order.”
Bart considered that. As much as he had caused trouble, he hadn’t thought about that. “Fine! I’ll stop calling Lawndale, nor anywhere else in Marylvania.
“Good! I shall write a letter and send it to them,” Marge said.
It was a normal busy day at Vitale, et al.
The phone rang.
Marianne Kingston answered it. “Hello?”
“Hello…”
She hung up.
Helen Morgendorffer knew what happened. That boy from Springfield, North Takhoma yet again! “That has to stop,” she said.
“But, what can you do?” Marianne asked.
“I have an idea. Something Daria mentioned.”
“That sounds good.”
That evening, Marge Simpson was preparing dinner when the phone rang. She sighed and picked it up, knowing that Homer wouldn’t bother when he was engrossed in the TV. “Hello?”
“Is that Marge Simpson?”
“I’m Marge Simpson and you are?”
“Helen Morgendorffer. I’m calling because your son, Bart’s, prank calls are causing disruptions here in Lawndale.”
“I know about it. The charges are quite ridiculous compared to when he stuck to Springfield.”
“That’s not the only problem, Mrs. Simpson. He’s annoyed both of my daughters and riled up my husband,”
“I see,” Marge said.
“And you don’t want to see him when he’s riled up.”
“I will talk to him about it again.”
“Good. Otherwise I may need to take legal action,” Helen said.
“I can guess, your older daughter told me you’re a lawyer.”
“Yes, and you don’t want your son to face the full force of my ire!”
‘She’d probably file a restraining order!’ Marge considered. That was definitely something she didn’t want on Bart’s record. “And he won’t have to.”
“I’ll hold you to that.”
“Thanks for your call.”
After dinner, Marge called a family meeting.
“Oh, Marge, what do we need a family meeting for?” Homer asked.
“Because of Bart’s calls,” Marge answered.
“Really?” Bart asked.
“Yes,” Marge answered.
“So, someone in that town in that eastern state has tracked us down?” Homer asked.
“They knew it was a Simpson family from this flyover state a while ago,” Lisa answered.
“Oh,” Homer said.
“So, what about my calls?” Bart asked.
“Mrs. Morgendorffer spoke to me, Bart. You know that she’s a lawyer.”
“So?”
“She mentioned that she might take legal action! That could include a restraining order.”
Bart considered that. As much as he had caused trouble, he hadn’t thought about that. “Fine! I’ll stop calling Lawndale, nor anywhere else in Marylvania.
“Good! I shall write a letter and send it to them,” Marge said.
tired13th
Palm Sunday
100% Hope
Dream from God
Joseph didn't expect what happened.
Matthew 27:32 - 44
The women standing at a distance.
Fear.
All they could see was death.
Hiding behind self imposed walls out of protection
How to move on from tragedy?
'What if's can cripple.
You need to make a decision to step into the presence of God. To worship Him.
But pull away due to fear.
He rescued us from sin.
Trust Him regardless of what happens.
Luke 6:46 - 49
Stand on the rock.
Jeremiah 29:11
God can do the impossible.
Palm Sunday
100% Hope
Dream from God
Joseph didn't expect what happened.
Matthew 27:32 - 44
The women standing at a distance.
Fear.
All they could see was death.
Hiding behind self imposed walls out of protection
How to move on from tragedy?
'What if's can cripple.
You need to make a decision to step into the presence of God. To worship Him.
But pull away due to fear.
He rescued us from sin.
Trust Him regardless of what happens.
Luke 6:46 - 49
Stand on the rock.
Jeremiah 29:11
God can do the impossible.
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