THE SCENE: Balmy!
F3 WELCOME & DISCLAIMER
WARM-O-RAMA:
SSH, Tie Fighters, claps, squats
THA-THANG:
As Kasey Kasem used to say “The numbers keep getting smaller, and the hits keep getting bigger.”
So we did Kasey’s Kloud Kountdown: Box/Baby/Box + Table Rows, 20-15-10-5
I wasn’t going to bring Jack Webb into this, but Hands insisted, so we did.
After carefully scrutinizing the results of the F3 People’s Choice Poll, it was obvious that we haven’t visited Cardiac nearly enough, and so our duty to each other was clear.
All the way up Cardiac, dips at the top, merkins at the cone, squats at the bend, and flutters at the bottom. 20-15-10.
The results of Q’s attempt to comply with the Q/phone mandate were mixed: I brought it with me to the cloud, but I left it there. So we moseyed back to get it, then arrived at AO with juuuust enough time to finish off whatever we had left in our shoulders with some ATM.
COUNT-OFF & NAME-O-RAMA
CIRCLE OF TRUST/BOM:
“Jesus’ entire work proceeds as does the work of a seed: it takes place in a mystery, in secret – in a way that can neither be known nor felt, but only believed, trusted.” Robert Farrar Capon
MOLESKIN:
Praying for Patty and family.
ANNOUNCEMENTS:
The owner of the maroon F150 who had lunch at Gus’ yesterday refused to identify himself on Slack; Matlock wants a word with you