Safe arrival at Baltimore, preparing for Margaret’s faculty dinner, leaving tomorrow for Cleveland (“city of light, city of magic”).
Ruminations about hermeneutics, theology, theory, politics, ecclesiastical life… and exercise.
Can you imagine referring to Cleveland that way when we lived in Pgh.?
I still can’t imagine applying those epithets to Cleveland, except with a satiric tongue stuck as firmly in my cheek as Randy Newman’s was in his.