Wednesday, December 22, 2004

Seattle / Northwest Hip Hop, R&B, and the Urban Scene

Nikola makes some Foolish points

Now this is what I like. All the reasonable people bemoan the great changes that Ambra Nykol praises. She does not seem to realize that pillars of such wonderful thinking should go on in perpetuity. Good for her. We need more Foolishness like this. Times are a changing, as the saying goes, and I hope they truly change for the better. Foolishness like this, so rooted in hope, is exactly what we need.

Found Her Christmas gift at last

Now, which retailer has it?

Ah, the joys of IT. Imagine a zip code filter store finder that can;t even find an open explorer window. I had hoped my Search and Rescue mission for the Beloved Bride's necessary had come to an end. Four Malls and too many stores later, I crawled onto Levi's website. Only to be turned away by the lack of handiwork of some webmaster bouncing early for last-minute shopping dibs. Hey! What about me? What about us? Do we not shop, too? Are we not human? Do we not bleed?

Tuesday, December 21, 2004


Tinge of Frost tonight
The remnant of Artic Rage
Yields to Autumn cold.

Mr. Sobrino offers JPII's reflection on courage

Wonder who should read this?

I should, for one. One of the most reasonable acts I routinely engage in is dire anticipation. I give birth to Mark Twain's fruits of imagination nearly every moment. Such frailty only helps the Reasonable and silences the fool.

That's the trouble. We all want to be so reasonable to one another, however mad our reasonableness tends to make us. Would that I experienced the foolishness of those slaves of the arena, who went forth saying, "today is a good day to die."

After all, Fools that we are, we do not believe death ends us. Christ has made that certainty a nonexistant reality. Death merely offers us the full measure of life to which we have chosen. God's judgement honors our own choice, frightening though that may be. It's better for me to be Foolish in these cases than Reasonable. If only I could remember to be consistent.

Beware cellphoners

About Time!

Hat tip to Against the Grain. Scroll to the bottom for this story. Here's the money quote:

"It was the reporters who noticed first. Unable to call their editors while covering the weddings of the rich and famous, they asked the priest why their cell phones never worked at Sacred Heart. His reply: Israeli counterintelligence."

I haven't encountered any one using a cell phone at Mass. Yet. Movies, however? Arrrrghhh!

Still, how foolish of us. We actually expect moments in time to be centered on the occurance at hand. When we're at Mass, we actually expect to commune with the savior in prayer and sacrifice. Oh, when will we learn to be as wise as They Who Know?

Father Bryce Rocks!

There's no other way to say this!

I wish I could find half of his Foolishness!

Good Things out there

First, there's the ever-wise Secret-Agent Man.

He has enlightening arguments on why Natural Law should always be founded on the Faith. If Law serves God, then the only law I could endure would be law in service of Christ. Law in the service of Great-I-Am man gave us two world wars, Stalin's famines and purges, Hitler's Holecaust, Pol Pot's year one and far too much death and despair for any to have to withstand. Unfortunately, Those that Know Better apparently haven't figured this out yet. Witness their treatment of Christmas displays in the public sphere.

Next, there's St. Blog's Parish Hall

If you're looking for good dialog and respectful exchange, take a break from the combox death tournaments of too many blogs and rest your laurels here.

Friday, December 17, 2004


Advent, holds its breath
Deep black, the night sky looms high
await the new Dawn