All posts by AKMA

Wedding in five hours. Sermon done. House-blessing service compiled and printed (just in case — it’s a long story). The spambots have been busy, haven’t they? Miss you. Back soon.

My Safari window is getting clogged up with pages I wanted to comment on and link to, but which I haven’t found time actually to write about. Some people solve this my putting d.elici.o.u.s links in a sidebar, but I haven’t girded my loins to figure that one out yet. I need to clear the…

If you’ve left a comment, or are looking for constant-updating excitement, or whatever, please be patient. I’m depending on the bandwidth of, well, not “strangers” but people whom I’ve only just met. It’s slow and sporadic here, so I won’t be as available as usual.

Well, it was a long twenty-four hours of travel, but we have arrived safely for Juliet’s wedding. On the plane flight out, however — and this slightly modifies the adverb “safely” — Margaret turned and asked me, “So, how’s the sermon?” I had been so determinedly focused on grading the stack of papers on my…

Two years ago, I think, I posted a quotation from Henri de Lubac that Margaret sent me as a Valentine. This year, she’s studying de Lubac in her doctoral program, and she regularly sends me clippings from her reading. This week, she excerpted some words from Catholicism, the 1950 translation of the French edition of…

I really, really dislike the use of “reference” as a verb.

As I fight my way through a small stack of papers and fend off the daily barrage of small-but-urgent tasks, I’ll take a second to add yesterday’s homily to the “Extended” portion of this post. Everything went smoothly, I think, aided considerably by the fact that we used the same liturgical from all the way…

No, it’s not a Rageboy post (I know, I know, I owe you a letter, Chris). I’m just looking for a good tutorial about implementing the Box Model Hack or one of its derivatives. The heat is on to make the Seabury site work for non-compliant browsers (Explorer), and I’d prefer to have as elementary…

One hesitates to think what Michael Bérubé’s “Mr. Answer Man” would say if he were turned loose in the field of liturgical vestments.

Does anyone have any ideas for extracting pizza from the speaker of my iBook? Back at Blogwalk Chicago, I launched a slice of deep-dish pizza several inches from where I was carefully eating it away from my laptop, end-over-end, flop down on top of my formerly white iBook keyboard. . . and the left speaker.…

I’m up to preach tomorrow morning, though I’ve been hiding from that circumstance for the last few days. Providence has assigned me Amos 5:21-24 and Luke 4:14-21, texts that the lectionary uses to arm-twist me into preaching about “social justice.” I appreciate the good intentions; some preachers would never acknowledge the existence of poverty or…

My morning exercise workout (such as it is) passes more nearly tolerably by virtue of my iPod. Every morning I pedal for about four songs’ worth of mileage, then come upstairs, do some sit-ups, and shower — before morning Prayer (or, today, Sunday Mass). So, this morning’s workout DRMA included “Girl Blue,” by Stevie Wonder;…