wifi does rock. and i find myself wireless, posting this blog with the musical accompaniment of los flaming lips. btw -- have been listening to some genius tunes by the raveonettes and the soviettes. may i highly recommend both.
and allow me to recommend the film bonhoeffer. a small indie documentary that's now out on dvd.
it's a fascinating look at this brilliant guy and the events surrounding his ministry of peace. the guy was totally convicted by the sermon on the mount.
thought this was worth sharing. in traditional german lutheranism, the sermon was deemed so unreachable that the church used the sermon to make its members aware of how sinful they are. in startling contrast, bonhoffer understood and taught that the purpose of the sermon was for believers to put its central teaching into practice and live it. he believed Jesus actually intended for us to live like the sermon. and he seemed to distill the definition of Christianity to this: putting into practice what Jesus taught in the sermon.
today, i am grateful for the clarity
Thursday, September 16, 2004
Monday, September 06, 2004
the prodigal blogger
fellow bloggers. good to be back. sorry for the absence. much to say. you should know that my blogging arsenal is more powerful now, thanks to kris and his techno-how. the smart guy got me set up on a wireless network. genius! (apparently, my earlier problems stemmed from running my ethernet cable through my sega genesis system.) anyway, blogs will be coming at you from all spots.
like you, i've been caught up in the labor day telethon. i've got the fever. caught it by catching norm crosby (!) last nite. NORM CROSBY! that guy was shamefully slinging one liners from the eisenhower administration. "don't you just hate commercials?!", "neither guy gets my vote!!", "two peanuts walk into a bar, one was a salted." the audience was going bananas. norm thought he was back in '66 at rosen's in the catskills, working the room with that dynamite malaprop schtick. of course, jerry was blown away by the material. jerry, his face now providing an enlarged canvas on which he can paint a wider and phonier smile (which he did), summoned norm to come over and kiss the ring. jerry the hutt. at which point norm blurted out, "take my wife, please." i think i heard him mutter, "i'd rather have a bottle in front of me than a frontal lobotomy." killer stuff! at which point the late flip wilson emerged and clanked a denver boot around norm's twitching right thigh while jerry swirled a snifter of cognac under his nose. then i dozed off.
like you, i've been caught up in the labor day telethon. i've got the fever. caught it by catching norm crosby (!) last nite. NORM CROSBY! that guy was shamefully slinging one liners from the eisenhower administration. "don't you just hate commercials?!", "neither guy gets my vote!!", "two peanuts walk into a bar, one was a salted." the audience was going bananas. norm thought he was back in '66 at rosen's in the catskills, working the room with that dynamite malaprop schtick. of course, jerry was blown away by the material. jerry, his face now providing an enlarged canvas on which he can paint a wider and phonier smile (which he did), summoned norm to come over and kiss the ring. jerry the hutt. at which point norm blurted out, "take my wife, please." i think i heard him mutter, "i'd rather have a bottle in front of me than a frontal lobotomy." killer stuff! at which point the late flip wilson emerged and clanked a denver boot around norm's twitching right thigh while jerry swirled a snifter of cognac under his nose. then i dozed off.
Wednesday, September 01, 2004
Timothy McSweeney's Internet Tendency: Lists
I highly recommend this site...check out "Very Wrong Ways to Eat a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup"
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