Monthly Archives: June 2007

Few people would think that my life provided any poignance or intrigue worthy of popular attention. How much less do I exemplify the sort of haunting, twisted narrative characteristic of Ira Glass’s This American Life? Yet last week, Margaret and … Continue reading →

I’m not sure whether it was a short planning meeting that lasted painfully long, or a a long planning meeting that went by fast. The “long” part involved sitting in on deliberations that bear relatively little upon my areas of … Continue reading →

Im spending the day at a planning meeting relative to technology and theological education, hosted by the Association of Theological Schools. Some of the folks I already know, others new to me. If everything works out right, we’ll be hosting … Continue reading →

Cheers to Frank, who has been named an Honorary Fellow of Sociology at the University of Wisconsin!

Ray Larabie, of Typodermic Fonts, has put together a carefully-selected treasury of typefaces for casual use — some are free, and others inexpensive. For what it’s worth, I can sum up my typographic advice to most people and small organizations … Continue reading →

Last night we prevailed upon Jennifer — big puppy-dog eyes, and sniffles — so she posted her photos of the previous weekend’s festivities surrounding Margaret’s and my twenty-fifth anniversary. If you start here, you can click backward through the pictures … Continue reading →

The way things have gone this year, I shuddered when I read Slate’s headline for a Christopher Hitchens story entitled, “My Beef With ‘Rage Boy’ ” — though a rhetorical cage match between Chris Locke and Christopher Hitchens would certainly … Continue reading →

Margaret and I were probing the mystery of the different appellations for Thomas Aquinas’ major work this afternoon. Some sources give Summa Theologica, “Theological Summa,” and others Summa Theologiae, “Summa of Theology.” There are high stakes among Thomists, we gather, … Continue reading →

The other night as I was lying awake, my thoughts rambled about the popular-music trope of the “book of love.” There’s the Monotones’ classic single, of course (“Oh I wonder, wonder, who boo-pe-doo, who, who wrote the book of love”), … Continue reading →

This morning while we were waking up, Margaret asked me, “Agoraphobia — isn’t that ‘fear of open places’? What about ‘angoraphobia’?” He: “You mean, ‘fear of fuzzy cats’? Or are you thinking of ‘Igoraphobia’?” She: “ ‘Fear of hunchbacks’? Oh, … Continue reading →

Tuesday night, the kids and I went to New Comiskey to see the ball game. We had a wonderful time, for the most part. The game was close, the teams played decent ball (especially considering how weak the Sox offense … Continue reading →

Yesterday I wore my “I’m blogging this” t-shirt all day — and I didn’t blog.