Next Stop Thanksgiving

The SBL conference went well. My responses to Dale and Phil went smoothly; it turned out that Phil had explanations for my dissatisfaction with his book, and Dale acknowledged my challenge to his proposal for seminary curriculum. Now we’re at South Station, reunited with Pippa, soon to connect with Si and Laura, on our way…

Beginning Of A Long Day

I have numerous meetings today, many of them bunched up consecutively, and I don’t plan on toting my computer with me — so although I may squeak in a short live-blogged note from my phone, I’ll mostly be observing radio silence today.   By the way, it’s cold and blustery in Boston (but no snow)…

Points North

I’m off to Massachusetts for a few days — first to Boston for the Society of Biblical Literature annual meeting (I’ll be responding to Dale Martin’s Pedagogy of the Bible and Phil Rolnick’s Person, Grace, and God, looking at books, schmoozing, and talking to people about jobs). I won’t have tons of time to check…

Threadbare Hyperbole

How did journalists, executives, and public servants characterize quite hostile circumstances before they could trot out the phrase “perfect storm”? Margaret and I have developed acute nostalgia for the days before that book’s title had possessed the imaginations of lazy rhetoricians.

What It Was

Yesterday morning, I preached at Duke Divinity School’s daily chapel service (they allow fifteen minutes here!). It’s an odd experience, since I still don’t feel well-attuned to the chapel congregation (and the congregation itself changes a fair amount, depending on the kind of service that people are anticipating). I prepared for a more Baptist-inclined congregation…

Ask Him About Horses Next

A while ago, I pointed out that David Weinberger had called the next presidential election for Obama during the 2004 Democratic Convention (he only says “2012” because of his loyalty to John Kerry). If the reports circulating in the press are correct, though, he not only picked the outside candidate to win the presidency, but…

Not So Lazy

I’ve been trying every preference I can find, but I can’t make eBay recognize that I live on Eastern Time, not Pacific Time. This should be dead easy; I shouldn’t have to deduct add four hours from every closing time of every holy-card auction I see. I just haven’t found the interface element that will…

All Things Possible

The other day, Joi pointed me to the fantastic news that Susan Crawford and Kevin Werbach would head the Obama transition team for the FCC. (David saw that and exulted, too). I can’t adequately express what a good sign this is for tech-involved people. Even non-U.S.-citizens will benefit from the positive influence Crawford and Werbach…

Two Ears Up

A few days ago, I blogged about the Welcome Wagon album that Vito and Monque Aiuto (who hold the Guinness Book of World Records prize for “highest proportion of vowels to consonants in the last name of a recoding artist”); I hadn’t had time to listen to it, but I was excited even to be…

Time Of The Season

I’m moderately Google-able,* so I try to observe a measure of discretion about what I write online regarding my professional circumstances. That discretion limits what I might say about Margaret’s and my job searches, but since this blog functions as a general “state of the family” news source as well as a semi-professional writing outlet…

Large Fry

I’ve noted before that our household includes enthusiastic applause for Stephen Fry; today I add that Language Log has dedicated a post to two Stephen Fry video clips (I’ve seen them before; I thought I had linked to them, but I can’t find the post if I did) and a post from his redesigned blog…