I'd rather be bombarded by commercials between songs that the insipid, idiotic and grating chatter and forced guffaws of self-important DJs who think their every word is both fascinating and hilariously funny but is really just so much pap and drivel. Whatever happened to actually announcing the songs? I've got one thing to say to most DJ's....STFU already,
Really? I've said that Christians, like me, NEVER go thru trials? I seem to remember something about a child of yours not having his property stolen because he was living such a godly life - unlike the sinful schmucks who shared a house with him but didn't live in the attic. But no, I can't acc
The fear of the lord is not well understood. It, the fear of the Lord, relates to the way we commonly understand the word 'fear' in the way the word 'sky' relates to the word 'atmosphere'. The sky is what we see. The atmosphere is what is. And the two are not the same, but they are fundamentally related. There are two senses in which 'the fear of the Lord'
You've definitely got your finger on the soul of Richmond. Well thank you. When I'm the world's most notorious serial killer people will say "He lived in Richmond." And that will be explanation enough.
Oh no, say it aint so!Don't get too comfy here, my Beloved. Greater wickedness awaits you elsewhere. Trust me on that There may be greater violence elsewhere; there may be greater corruption elsewhere - but there's only one Richmond. Elsewhere they'd call you motherfucker as they slit your throat. Here,
Now here's the thing. It's been a very long time since I've written anything that could remotely be called poetry - though there was a time, long ago, when poetry was my preferred mode of literary expression. The only other way to talk about Richmond is the novel - but I'd have to be Quentin Tarantino to write it, and I'm not. Since I came to Richmond I've lived on what can only be described as the poor side of town. Not the ghetto, but next
James River City. There’s something old here, old and bloody. And it’s so stinking hot most of the time that you Fail to notice the white chill of the air The kind of white that’s best seen Stained with blood. There are houses in England that are older than America But there’s nothing in England that’s older t
Boredom. No word more laconically conveys anguish. And I suffer it in its most extreme form at work. Every job I've ever had has bored me to tears, and beyond, within a month or two. Except one. But that's another blog for another day. From my observation of the rest of you, boredom seems, for most people, to be a minor annoyance. Something you take
He's convinced some of the neo-Cons, like Hannity, et al, who are nominally pro-life, saying he'll appoint strict constrictionist judges. But that doesn't hold water. He didn't during his stint as mayor. I wasn't aware that city mayors had the authority to appoint federal judges. Oh wait, they
It's 2.00am and my bowels have determined that I shall not be sleeping for awhile. Which sucks as the alarm goes off at 4.30am First of all, let me tell Simon how proud I am of Him No more than I am of you, my little carbuncle of malice. And there's much truth in your description of my moti
In our case it worked. One son did date in HS (junior year) but he eventually married this same girl. My other two boys met their gals in college with one of them getting married to this same girl next spring. Please, KFC, lying by omission is still lying. 'It worked.' Ok, then answer me this, why was one of your son's weddings put together in a rush because his g/f was pregnant? Obviously, it didn't work as well as you'd hoped, and your hypo
Renaissance - when not referring to a revival of the arts and learning the word means, generally: a renewal of life, vigor, interest, etc.; rebirth. A major factor in my recent rejuvenation has to do with the fact that I'm no longer addicted to Vicodin, as I have been for the last several months. This isn't the first time I've come close to losin
To: All I apologize for my delay in responding to recent posts, particularly those of lulapilgrim and Sodaiho. I've been (still am) somewhat ill and prevented from responding by pressures of work ans nausea. However, I should (Ihope) shortly be much recovered and will respond properly over the next few days. I have an immediate question for lula, however. What is the head and front of sin? More plainly put, in Catholic theology, what
To: All I'm ever so slightly drunk and ever so slightly stoned, right now. So I'll be magnanimous and tell you all the Meaning of Life, and the Ultimate Answer to Everything. All the gods are dead. All the gods live forever. Heaven is as real as Hell, and both are illusions - and you are already as much saved as you are damned. And if you don't understand any of the foregoing, that's just testimony to the fact that you aren't
To: little whip "Until then, you are sentenced to wear nothing but thigh-highs, lipstick, and heels." Cool. Can I have spangles on the thigh highs? And the heels have to be red.
gah, wrong blog.
To: ThinkAloud I appreciate having a Muslim engage in this debate. It's refreshing to hear something other than the same arguments, constantly reiterated. Your arguments are, in my opinion, as false as those of the Christians. But they are pleasingly different. Thank you for your continued contribution. I'm glad you have pointed out that in Islam there is no original sin, nor any original guilt attached to the human race as a whole. A
I really ough to attempt a rigorous Cosmogony, putting my own faith into the context of my relationship to Christianity - which is complex. Because much of the 'debate' with lula and others would disappear if I made it plain that I am no longer in agreement with Christianity, and why. Lula says 'the ten commandments are written on the heart'. I say we all have a conscience. That's saying the same thing - only we differ as to the source of cons
Original Sin is that guilt and stain of sin which we inherit from Adam who was the origin and head of all mankind. OS is a sin of human nature which is ours as sharers in that human nature. The Church has made no definitive statement concerning transmission. While the Church may have made no definitive
Funny you mentioned this, as I was going to share a pretty cool page I found this morning with you. We've been noticing some especially interesting star/planet formations in the morning sky around here lately, and I went searching for an easy (and interactive) way to identify them online. Check this out... Link Be sure to launch the "Interactive Sky Chart." It's
I'd respond to others as well, but I'm up at 4.30 so...
There is no question that St.Augustine connected Original Sin in offspring and consupiscence in parents...and what is very important to realize is that this is his own theological theory concerning transmission.... <TABLE cellpadding=8 width="95%" align=center bgColor=#FFF394 class="mb-Body-Quote-Table"
To: little whip Just as a point of fact, it became infected because it had what's known as a 'parrot's-bill' nail. This has exactly the shape the name implies and grows downward, into the flesh, as it grows in length. It's also hard as iron. In order to trim it, my mother made me soak the thing in hot water for 30 minutes prior to cutting it. Whatever dirt had inched its way beneath the nail was inevitably ground deep into the flesh. Why this became a problem only in my early t
Like My old Mother says: "If I didn't laugh I'd cry."
Until I was 20 I had a vestigial thumb on my left 'hand'. It was attached to the main stump by nothing but a neck of flesh, and was itself merely a ball of meat with a large and ugly nail attached. At some point I discovered that I could twist this ball through 360 degrees - and then let it spin back to its normal orientation. I had it amputated when I was 20 because it beacame prone to serious and extremely painful infections. But until then, I never failed to do my little 'party-trick
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