So, pretty soon the authors of this blog will only have one surname. Greene will go the way of the buffalo (can I still use the figure of speech even if the buffalo have now bounced back?), and the blogging team will simply be the Baileys. This means I have to pack all of my stuff up in anticipation of moving in with my bride-to-be. I’ve got to say, there might be nothing I dislike more than packing. Its boring, exhausting, and renders my books inaccessible. This last is a tragedy worthy of Shakespeare himself. HOW WILL I LIVE WITHOUT MY BOOKS! This reminds me of a thought I’ve had a few times about us bible nerds. We love books a lot, and maybe even too much. I’m ashamed to admit if the Godman himself asked me to sell all my books and give the money to the poor at the least I’d hesitate, and at the worst I’d probably argue. We love to talk bad about the Benny Hinns of the world and even the average American who we lampoon as buying too many TVs, expensive cars, and luxury item, but my question for you (and for myself) is: How much have you spent on books this year? I shudder to give an answer.