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Darlene and I arrived safely home without further incident Friday afternoon. But I was too tired to blog. Now that we're unpacked and back in the swing of normal life, I thought I would catch up on some BlogSpotting. Here is a sampling of various friends and critics around the blogosphere who have mentioned PyroManiac lately:

• Eric Zeller over at FoolishBlog figures I'm already burnt out. He wonders if anyone else has noticed how the quality of PyroManiac has been plummeting lately. He wishes I'd get back to more serious business.
  
• On the other hand, Gavin at The Squawking Cockatiel (all the way from Perth, Australia), lists me among his favorites—saving the best for last. He wryly notes that I wasn't the only pyro-fiend in London last week. (I figured it was only a matter of time before someone would make that connection.)
  
• La Shawn Barber did her usual great job of reporting and commenting on the very latest developments on the day of the the London bombings She noted that the PyroManiac was on the scene in London.
  
• Michael Bates thinks Darlene's July 4 photo is really cool. If you missed our postcard from London on July 4 and want to see what a brilliant photographer my wife is, click here. She had gone to Westminster bridge to hear the noonday chimes (because she had never been that close when Big Ben struck twelve). At the stroke of noon, the Red Arrows flew over. Darlene quickly pulled out the camera and turned it on just in time to snap this photo. Unfortunately, the noise of the Red Arrows' nine T.MK1 Hawks drowned out the sound of Big Ben, so hearing the noonday chimes remains an unfulfilled wish of hers. But the photo was worth it. I've been telling you she is wonderful. Now you know.
  
• Mark Hanson is mystified by my speaking in tongues. But he nonetheless gives me an honorary PhD. (By the way, for instant online help deciphering any unfamiliar words or foreign expressions, Dictionary.com is the latest thing.)
  
• Dr. Andrew Jackson at Smart Christian says he would rather be knocked unconscious than travel with me. Does this mean you don't want me to come to the Christian Blogosphere Convention, Dr. Jackson?
  
• Mark Gibson thought of me when he learned of the London bombings, and it provoked him to think deeply about the mystery of divine Providence and the truth that God is sovereign over every intricate detail of our lives.
  
• James Spurgeon, better known as The Howling Coyote, made a great post about the doctrinal downgrade, its pattern, its subtlety, and the ultimate good that God ultimately brings even from seasons of apostasy. At the end, he virtually begs to be BlogSpotted.
  
• Kim at The Upward Call thinks the ambience here at PyroManiac reeks too much of old gym shoes. But she approves of my article on "The Second Great Commandment" in July's TableTalk. She's a home-school mom. Say no more.
  
• Charmaine Yoest was liveblogging from the G8 summit. she paused to give a hat tip to the PyroManiac.
  
• Finally, I have no clue who Thucydides 67 is, and she hasn't even really launched a blog yet. But judging from her preliminary blogroll, the blog is going to be—um, interesting. [Note: I edited this entry and removed the link, because some grossly blasphemous material was posted at the blog in question. I'm leaving the reference as a cautionary alert to the blogosphere. See also the comments below, and the July 12 blogpost (above) titled "Dog Days." It's probably best to avoid "Thucydides 67" if at all possible.]
  
• But, then, Josh Hicks reminds me that there's no such thing as "bad" publicity.
  

That's all I can do for now. I haven't attempted to be comprehensive. But I'll probably do more short BlogSpotting posts as the week grinds on.

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