Scott sent me the TV show Rome for the Late December Celebratory Period, and I got all transfixed. It rocked.

Julius Caesar, by the way, gets stabbed to death, in case you are squeamish about things like that. Fair warning.

What did I learn about Bibledays from watching Rome? Well. I learned a great deal. Oxen, for example, are big. Or rather, BIG. Way bigger than cows. I would be willing to bet that oxen taste as awesome as they look.


MEANWHILE, IN GERMANY (where I live) . . . um. Well. I watched the TV show Rome. And, um, the Romans used to control large chunks of the place. And I could hop on a train and be within a few steps of Roman ruins in about 45 minutes.