I am in here.
Found on Vodkapundit, but originating, I think, with Neil Gaiman… Load up your music player, and set to randomize. What are its first ten songs? These are mine. O Morro Nao Tem Vez, by Antonio Carlos Jobim Furthermost, Solicitous (from Paul Van Dyk’s “The Politics of Dancing”) Mellow Yellow, Donovan A Little Bit Me, a … Continue reading Random Songs
Sorry for dragging y’all through my memories, but… hey wait! This is my blog! That’s what it’s for! Back in high school, one thing I remember was that everyone but Janet and I was in love with Robert Redford. I never could see the sense in that. Neither could she. We had other fish to … Continue reading Who we loved back then
Poetry is a fireplace in summer or a fan in winter. One need not be a haikai poet, but if someone doesn’t live inside ordinary life and understand ordinary feelings, he’s not likely to be a poet. [These come from Learn from the Pine, by Basho, included in Robert Hass’s Essential Haiku. I think I’ll … Continue reading Basho on Poetry
Israpundit: OUR CROSS TO BEAR It is this emphasis on the blood and suffering of Jesus that I find so disturbing. The fact that God would require Jesus to pay such a price “for our sins” may say a lot about how Mel perceives our humanity, but what picture of God are we left with–a … Continue reading qotd 2
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