Ash Wednesday
By the sweat of your face shall you get bread to eat every day of your life, until you return to the ground from which you were taken; for thou art dust, and to dust thou shalt return. Gen 3:19
By the sweat of your face shall you get bread to eat every day of your life, until you return to the ground from which you were taken; for thou art dust, and to dust thou shalt return. Gen 3:19
… he does not pretend to agree with everyone. (h/t: Memeorandum) When Barack Obama was campaigning for president in 2008, he declared that marriage is between a man and a woman. For the most part, his position was treated as a nonissue. Now Rick Santorum is campaigning for president. He too says that marriage is… Read More Santorum Commits the Deadly Sin of Politics…
HIMYM was funny tonight. “I camp in secret,” “Landing strip on Marshall, even money,” good stuff. Last line, super-annoying.
I’m still working to find the background/header image that works for me. Expect random changes at regular intervals.
Watched “Midnight in Paris” yesterday. Is it just me, or do all Woody Allen movies lack a third act?
I remember getting all worked up because people drank crap beer. I no longer do so, because I understand why people drink crap beer. Because it’s beer. BEER. What people drink when they want to get slowly and pleasantly drunk. They don’t want to intellectualize it. They don’t want to turn it into an aesthetic… Read More Bad Beer is Bad.
My Stats page keeps locking up. As seeing who’s viewed what and how much is a needful guide to blogging, seeing this freeze up every time rather takes the wind from my sails. Instead, enjoy this picture of my daughter and I having a frank discussion of great social and political import.
I never promised I was done with this.
When I was in middle school, they used to take us down to the multi-purpose room and make us watch plodding videos about nutrition (vegetables good, sugar bad), and then preach to us about the kinds of things we should be eating. I remember one day when the teachers asked whether we should be drinking… Read More When the Fascists Come, They Come for the Children First.
Good stuff: There’s always two stories, they alternate between them, and something is always about to happen, usually eviction. Last night was one of those really cheerful episodes where both stories end in failure. The fascinating part? Not the junk they keep, not the reasons they give, not the delusions they construct, but the immense… Read More Lileks on Hoarders