If you’ve read my book, and if you haven’t, why not? That’s the entire reason this blog exists: to promote this book. Here’s the link:

Let’s try to keep up now. Anyway, if you have read Christmas in Pandemonium, you would know that I dedicated the book to Br. James Lindsay, my high school religion teacher. You see, I went to a boarding school run by monks, Subiaco Academy, and we had mandatory religion classes. Br. James taught my religion class freshman year, and rather than teach class on Fridays, he would show us his collection of old monster movies. He was the original inspiration for Christmas in Pandemonium, and now he’s got a copy.

Yep, that’s Br. James. He’s getting up there. They’ve put him in the monastic infirmary. I was happy to present him with a copy of Christmas in Pandemonium last Friday on a visit back home to Arkansas. I also presented a copy to this guy:

That’s Br. Ephrem, my Latin teacher from high school. He was in the infirmary as well. Seeing as I had more than one book to give away (I’m not broke. Despite every accusation from you people, I am not broke.), I decided to give him a copy as well. No, I didn’t have it translated into Latin, though I do wonder if I could have pulled that one off with modern technology.

In any event, these two guys helped make me the man I am today, and for that, I’m eternally grateful. Please don’t hold it against them.