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Three things you can do, pretty please?

1. Go to BlogRhet and read my post "Contests: Controversial or all in good fun?" You can even leave a comment too. :)

2. Catherine posted a moving personal story and PSA about organ donation. Things have changed; our driver's license choice may no longer work. Check out Donate Life America and see about signing up; it might save a life. I am signing up at Texas D.E.A.R.

3. Don't miss my post Wergild below. I don't want it bumped down too fast, but I did need to put up the notices in number 1 and 2.

Ahhhh right...just a little absent-minded...the Hump Day Hmm is tomorrow!

Discuss the concept of karma, and what you think of its role in justice, injustice, and forgiveness. Be as general and conceptual or as personal as you like...whatever keeps you feeling comfortable and motivated.

Looking forward to it...

copyright 2007 Julie Pippert
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thailandchani said…
Responded on BlogRhet. Great post! It's interesting how people perceive these things so differently.


Peace,

~Chani
July 3, 2007 at 9:00 AM
Snoskred said…
It's Wednesday here already.. ;)

Karma. Or why it's bad to be bad. I could have gone on a lot more, on this topic.. ;) looking forward to reading everyone else's.
July 3, 2007 at 9:52 AM
Lawyer Mama said…
Thanks for pointing me to your BlogRhet post. WOW! Is that a topic we could discuss for eons or what?

Can't wait to read the Hmmm's tomorrow. I promise to finish mine up tonight.
July 3, 2007 at 10:43 AM
Unknown said…
RE:

1) Check. Didn't comment. Mulling things over.

2) Check. Check my blog later today. Actually, my sidebar on my blog.

3) Read yesterday but as above, am mulling things over. What to say... what to say. Hmmm...

Re: Hump Day Hmmm... I ended up writing last night a combo book mention/secrets and lies posts. So, it was almost a week late. As far as karma goes, I don't know that I have much to say on the subject. It would all end up being another "coming from a western, Christian point of view" blah, blah, blah. Of course, after reading what other people have to say, I might change my mind--a prerogative I reserve the right to. Or, I might just get chatty in the comments.
July 3, 2007 at 12:15 PM
Kyla said…
Great BlogRhet post, Julie.

And thanks for the organ donation heads up...both Josh and I wish to donate, but I know my mother is against it. She is convinced we will be "killed" prematurely so they might steal our organs. *sigh*
July 3, 2007 at 1:11 PM
Catherine said…
Thanks for the link, Julie - it really is so important - I appreciate your help getting the word out. Did you check back? My SIL Melissa herself responded to your comment!

And....I'm so excited....I wrote a post for hump day! Finally! I get to join!! I did it on time! I found something to say! I'm so excited! :)
July 3, 2007 at 2:22 PM
Christine said…
I am so glad you sent me over to Catherine--important stuff there!
July 3, 2007 at 10:02 PM
Catherine said…
Just wanted to let you know that my Karma post is up. Since this is my first time I'm not sure how I'm to alert you...hope this will do!
July 3, 2007 at 10:07 PM
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