Thursday, April 12, 2007

Vengeance

I'm in, oh glory, I'm in! After being locked out of this blog for so long, I am emerging like Captain Planet from hybernation to reak vengeance upon all of you polluters who have corroded my name with the TRUE LIES of false nominations. And to those of you who have cursed the almighty salmon dip--which is everyone of you--I spit on you and I kick you in the privates. I am the ERASER, I am the real mccoy, I am the coux de gras.

Now that my temper has been cleared, I would like to take a moment to recognize Lowell's tremendous efforts in assembling this blog. What a great idea, and what a great execution on web design. I am thoroughly excited. Furthermore, I am excited for this year's fast approaching festivities. I have been spending my mornings in quiet medition, reflecting on the past two years and searching for answers to the next big question: who will be next. I have left clues as to my nominee for the primary elections.

I would still like to see RoboCop make a warranted appearance, and I think I may have found a solution:

1 comment:

Mark Michaelson said...

I'd love to critique the first T-giving nomination of Brad's career, but alas, I can't decode the post; I have no clue as to the identity of the nomination! You are a crafty one, Brad Kester; I will be keeping my eye on you ...

Since I have nothing to bring to the table in terms of nomination evaluation, allow me to take this public opportunity to (in the spirit of T-giving) express my eternal thanks to Brad and his family. You see, it was Brad's father, Jerry, who took me to see the Power Team when I was 14 years old. While the experience did lead to a theological crisis during my high school years (I couldn't understand why, upon giving my life to the Lord, I did NOT develop the strength to tear a phone book in half with my bare hands), it was, without question, a seminal moment in my development, one that laid the framework for me becoming the man I am today.

So thank you to Jerry, Brad, and all the other Kesters around the world. I am forever indebted to you. Should I ever have the opportunity, I will eat salmon dip in your honor ... it would be a risky venture, I know, but as I learned that night at the Boise State Pavillion, I can do all things through Christ who gives me STRENGTH! Bring on the salmon dip!