Monday, December 19, 2005

Greetings, Earthlings!

If any of you wandered over here from Albertus Minimus's blog, I offer you a hearty welcome. I've been a bit lax of late due to the wrapping of my first semester at Holy Apostles' College and Seminary. Oh yeah, AND my full-time job, and taking care of Christmas stuff for the kids. Now that my immediate family has gone from two to six, and I have a bit more running around to do.

I plan to do a lot of reading and a bit o' blogging in my short time off. Of course, I shoud also probably act like an adult for some of that time as well...

UPDATE** Oh yeah! Make sure to add yourself to my Frappr map. And if you's be so kind as to add a false memory about me, I'd greatly appreciate it.

Saturday, December 17, 2005

Mid-rank Geek

I swear I will post something more substantial this weekend, but for now I'm adding the gratuitous quiz.

My computer geek score is greater than 71% of all people in the world! How do you compare? Click here to find out!

Wednesday, December 07, 2005


I'll probably get NO responses, which is just fine, but since I've posted on both Rick Lugari's and Happy Catholic's sites, I felt it would only be fair to allow reciprocation.

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL MEMORY OF YOU AND ME.

It can be anything you want--good or bad--BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.

When you're finished, post this paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.

Oh, and whatever you do, don't take up Lugari if he challenges you to a runcible spoon fight.

Friday, December 02, 2005

Gobsmacking Vileness?

Does the Andrew Sullivan Freak-Out Advisory meter ever go any lower than "Filled with heart-ache at such gobsmacking vileness"?

A look here suggests not. Apparently believing in the ability of mature men to free themselves of obsessive and selfish inclinations is a bad thing.

Paglia and Madonna

No, not the Madonna, but Madonna.

Just read this little tidbit on Relapsed Catholic's site.

So this counts as one of those pet peeves of mine that the folks at Seize the Dei got to yammerin' about the other day.

- I can't stand when people who have some kind of academic pedigree (or is that pedicure?) raise tripe to the level of art.

- I can't stand to listen to people go on and on about the blues (or jazz) are when they know nothing about music. It seems like just the predilection toward these musical genres seems to score coolness points in some circles, even though many of these aficionados couldn't tell the difference between blues guitar and autoharp.

- I can't stand to read people who do nothing but drop names and allude to works that they're pretty sure none of us have ever read or heard or viewed. (Hmmmm, would that include Ms. Paglia?) Oddly, these seem to be the same people talking about how we should be more inclusive. Oh yeah, that's why deconstruction theory is so fashionable. It allows one to pose as one of the unwashed when one really has a pathological fear of the household dust.

Guess I just couldn't avoid a good rant tonight.

Now back to your regularly scheduled pablum.

Thursday, December 01, 2005

The Methuselah Project?

About a year ago, I started talking with a former bandmate of mine from back in the big-hair days. Back then, the two of us used to butt heads frequently. Both of us have... uh... strong personalities. (I probably don't exhibit it as much as I do in person, but, yeah, I can be a bit full o' me self.) My problem was that I thought I was somehow more musically edumicated and that he was musically unwashed. He's now a music minister at a Baptist church and has probably been more connected with music than I have since we parted ways 15 years ago.

A few months ago, we started talking about what we wanted to do musically, and we had such similar mindsets. I can only think of it as an example of God's grace that two numbskulls could come back from such extremes and decide that their calling was to play together again. Anyhoo, that's precisely what happened. I called him and said, "I've been holding out, but I thing God wants us to start a band."

Okay, that was clearly personal revelation, so I'm hoping no one will expect anything miraculous out of this project.

We've been stuck on finding a percussionist and a lead guitar, so I finally called two guys with whom I played in two different bands. Both are interested, so it looks like we might actually have a band.

We're hoping to play for youth groups, and perhaps for fund raisers. And absolujte no for TeenLife Mass. I love to rock out, but that does not belong in Mass. Give me an organ and polyphony anyday. And chant is always welcome.