Saturday, April 29, 2006

Saturday Shakespeare

Hence, broker-lacky! Ignomy and shame
Pursue thy life and live aye with thy name.

The Tragedy of Troilus and Cressida
5.10.34-35

Friday, April 28, 2006

This is the type of writer I am?

I stole this from Cindy and, appropriately, received the same score.

You Should Be A Poet

You craft words well, in creative and unexpected ways.
And you have a great talent for evoking beautiful imagery...
Or describing the most intense heartbreak ever.
You're already naturally a poet, even if you've never written a poem.


However, I took out the picture of the young woman with the missing pants that was supposed to represent my secret self.

Ahem, yes well.

Monday, April 24, 2006

The mighty Bob

Saturday afternoon The Woman and I packed Chaos and Mayhem off to their aunt's house and hurried off to a nearby city to see Bob Dylan in concert.

Yes, Bob Dylan.

Yes, we do have cities out here.

Okay, we have one, and it's pretty small. But it did have Dylan on Saturday night, and that makes up for a lot.

The tickets were an early (as in months early) birthday gift from my brother and his girlfriend. They are the best people in my world right now.

The show was really good. The venue Dylan played in is pretty small (and air conditioning free), so even our balcony seats were quite close to the stage. No opening band played, but Dylan was on time. And he played for a solid two hours with practically no break.

Dylan stuck to keyboards and (some) harmonica, opening with "Things Have Changed" and tearing through new arrangements of every song older than those on Love and Theft. He seemed to be in a good mood for the show too, which (I hear) helps a lot with the performance, dancing around a bit while he played and teasing the crowd a bit about the band's steel guitar while he introduced the band. But that was near the end of the show.

The crowd was extremely well behaved as concerts in that hall go-- no police, only two ambulances-- and pretty diverse in ages and backgrounds considering that the area is almost exclusively white and conservative. Even the dancing was pretty sedate. For that matter, the drunks were merely drunkenly talkative and drunkenly friendly.

Now I get to spend another week yelling at desk monkeys. Things have changed indeed.

Saturday, April 22, 2006

Saturday Shakespeare

"A plague on thee...."

The First Part of King Henry the Fourth
2.1.23

Friday, April 21, 2006

Join the resistance


Garret Keizer has an interesting idea to combat the practice of torture.














Join the resistance.

But this could be evil

"We have an alien-possessed mammoth on the loose, and if we don't stop it the government's going to kill all of us."

From
Summer Glau's new movie, "Mammoth"

Where's that prophet when we really need him?

The target of God's wrath

Apparently, the focus of evil in the world is the school where I teach, at least according to some anonymous local prophet.

As I was trudging into the building this morning, I noticed that someone had scrawled a message in chalk in front of the new gymnasium that the school district is building. The old one began to fall in one day in March of last year. The story is complicated, but we had to spend the end of the school year in local churches and the town community center. The community passed a bond, barely. The school tore down the gym. Now a new one is going up.

I would never have suspected that God hates our gym. Nonetheless, someone had written in front of the gym, "The shaky walls are going to fall. Eze. 10:1-5."

Take a moment to look that up. Ezekiel 10:1-5 is a description of angelic beings in the presence of God that Ezekiel saw in a vision by the river Chebar.

I'm not sure how that connects, but I am pretty sure that this deep thinker has a pretty poor ability in reading comprehension. I'm giving him an F-.

Thursday, April 20, 2006

A bad sign

I was walking past the school kitchen this morning when I noticed that all of the cooks were gathered around one large pan. They were all staring into it and frowning.

No one went home sick, but....

Cookie cookie cookie cookie cookie

Stolen from Jennifer

You Are a Black and White Cookie

You're often conflicted in life, and you feel pulled in two opposite directions.
When you're good, you're sweet as sugar. And when you're bad, you're wicked!

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Face it

Stolen from Claire Elizabeth

What Your Face Says

At first glance, people see you as warm and well-balanced.

Overall, your true self is reserved and logical.

With friends, you seem dramatic, lively, and quick to react.

In love, you seem like a huge flirt.

In stressful situations, you seem selfish and moody.


Well okay.

Birthday fun

I saw Dawn's example of this (based on Jeremy's) and was charmed. What a fun idea. Just click here and type in your birthday (without the year).

June 17 is the 168th day of the year in the Gregorian calendar (169th in leap years), with 197 days remaining.

Births

Deaths

Monday, April 17, 2006

Just Read Again

From time to time I reread selections from my small collection of Endo in English. Alas that I cannot read him in Japanese. While he examines themes nearly identical to those McKillip examines in the Riddle Master trilogy, his unflinchingly existential approach makes for a much more difficult, but more compelling read. Each time that I read the book, I feel that I have read something completely different from the last reading. The differing reactions of the three priests to their circumstances, and the protagonist's explanation for his behavior, requires me to confront my own ideas of goodness and faithfulness.

The priest raises his foot. In it he feels a dull, heavy pain. This is no mere formality. He will now trample on what he has considered the most beautiful thing in his life, on what he has believed most pure, on what is filled with the ideals and the dreams of man. How his foot aches! And then the Christ in bronze speaks to the priest: 'Trample! Trample! I more than anyone know of the pain in your foot. Trample! It was to be trampled on by men that I was born into this world. It was to share men's pain that I carried my cross.'

The priest placed his foot on the fumie. Dawn broke. And far in the distance the cock crew.

Luke Reinsma, professor of English at Seattle Pacific University, has written an excellent review. Now go buy the book.

Sunday, April 16, 2006

Just Read

Patricia McKillip's Riddle Master trilogy.

I picked it up because I was looking for something light and escapist. I didn't find it here. Although the characters' development definitely places the book in the young adult fantasy category, McKillip's themes are as difficult as any in literature. Does God exist, and what does God's silence mean? What do the answers to those questions mean to individuals?

If you haven't read these books, go get them.

Saturday, April 15, 2006

Happy Easter

John Chrysostom, bishop of Constantinople; sermon, ca. 400

Let no one grieve at his poverty,
for the universal kingdom has been revealed.
Let no one mourn that he has fallen again and again;
for forgiveness has risen from the grave.
Let no one fear death, for the Death of our Savior has set us free.
He has destroyed it by enduring it.

Easter walk

I took a walk yesterday morning, thinking about lesson plans and Easter plans. I took some pictures too. The Ozarks are always beautiful, but spring, in particular, is a lovely time of year.



First, I saw a tiny frog. It was hiding in the shallows of the cattle ford north of the house.

I also found some May Apples.



They weren't far from the neighbor's barn.


The Dogwood and Redbud were blooming in the woods.


Dogwood, of course, is traditionally associated with Easter because of its cruciform blossoms.



The Redbud, though, were awfully pretty too.



I startled two ducks that were paddling around in this creek.



On the way back home, I found a really big bullfrog.


I suddenly had an urge to find out when frog season opens.

Saturday Shakespeare

Scorn and defiance, slight regard, contempt,
And anything that may not misbecome
the mighty sender, doth he prize you at.


The Life of Henry the Fifth
2.4.123-125

Friday, April 14, 2006

More politics

I was a little surprised yesterday to learn that a nearby community college censored its student newspaper over interview questions e-mailed to several people interviewing for the position of president at the school. Even more surprising was the apparent belief of the board president that she could get away with such high handed behavior toward college level journalism students and not have the act exposed for what it was in the local newspaper. The city newspaper's offices are less than ten minutes from the school's campus by car. Did she think that she could intimidate these young adults and their instructor into keeping quiet? If she did, she was seriously mistaken. Instead, she has profoundly embarrassed herself in the area's educational and journalistic communities.

Ironically, as a high school journalism teacher, I sometimes have to kill stories from my own students. Usually they are libelous and/or obscene. Frankly, I wish I had more students who could think of the serious and professional questions that the staff of The Eagle posed. But, The Eagle's staff is considerably older than mine. I would have thought that their professionalism would have been encouraged by the school's administration.

Thursday, April 13, 2006

Politics

I stole this from ETC, shamelessly I might add. It's no surprise to me, but having proof is nice.

CENTRIST

The RED DOT on the Chart shows where you fit on the political map.


CENTRISTS espouse a "middle ground" regarding government

control of the economy and personal behavior. Depending on

the issue, they sometimes favor government intervention

and sometimes support individual freedom of choice.

Centrists pride themselves on keeping an open mind,

tend to oppose "political extremes," and emphasize what

they describe as "practical" solutions to problems.

So what are you?

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Argh

Briefly I drag myself free from the clutches of the Missouri Assessment Program. Yes, yearly standardized tests are under way. So are last minute yearbook sales, ad sales, requisitions, grades, ball games, and so on.

I'm missing church tonight, and I haven't spent real time with my kids since, um, Sunday (?).

By the way, happy Holy Week.

Monday, April 10, 2006

A bolt from the blue

Seriously.

You could have knocked me over with a feather.

This afternoon I opened my pathetic little e-mail inbox like I do every afternoon, wondering what extra burdens have been thrown on my quivering shoulders. Little did I expect this:



Yes, it's a movie poster.

It was sent to me by the star's sister, with whom I graduated from high school. I don't think I've seen Brian, who is a few years younger than me, in 20 years. I haven't seen his sister in 15, although we occasionally e-mail. Of course I was thrilled to learn that Brian (who formerly portrayed John Lennon) would be on TV playing Jesus on Good Friday.

How cool is that?!

The movie airs on TBN (channel 40), at 1 a.m. on April 14. Sadly for me, I don't have cable. Alas and alack.

Sunday, April 09, 2006

Sunday Bible Meme

David tagged me, on the first of this month, with a Bible meme. I am only now getting round to responding.

This must be the world's slowest game of tag.

1. How many Bibles are in your home?
I can actually find seventeen. We probably have twenty; the girls have three (they think) that they cannot locate. Philistines.

2. What rooms are they in?
They all tend to migrate. As of this moment, two are on The Woman's desk in the dining room, and two are in the bookcase in the dining room. One is in the living room (on the hope chest). Two are in the master bedroom, and the rest are in what we optimistically call the study. Well, it's where my desk is.

3. What translations do you have?
We have, mostly, the New International Version, New American Standard, and the Authorized Version. We also have one in Greek (NT only), one in French, and bits of the Latin from a reproduction of parts of The Book of Kells. I don't read those much.

4. Do you have a preference?
I prefer to read the Revised Standard Version, but I gave away my copies of that. I usually read from the NASB because that is the translation in my Hebrew-Greek study Bible. I like it pretty well, but the poetry seems to suffer compared to some other translations.

5. Nominate an interesting verse.
"Wherever the corpse is, there the vultures will gather." (Matthew 24:28)
That one brings me to a mental halt every time I read it.

I'll tag The Woman, Randy, Jennifer, Claire Elizabeth, and Dawn

Saturday, April 08, 2006

Saturday Shakespeare

"...And, lozel, thou art worthy to be hang'd...."
The Winter's Tale
2.3.132

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

Musical Adrenaline rushes

A few days ago, David tagged me for a meme about songs. Specifically, this is a list of "top ten musical adrenaline rushes. They may or may not be exactly co-extensive with your top ten musical pieces, period. They are the ones that give you the biggest sensation of giddiness & make you feel like turning the car stereo all the way up if they should happen to come on. Genre mixing is encouraged. " I've been thinking hard about them, perhaps too hard, but narrowing the list to ten songs is tough. In no particular order, they are:
  1. Bob Dylan's "Change My Way of Thinking"
  2. Kodo's "Strobe's Nanafushi"
  3. Kodo's "Niji No Nagori"
  4. Adam Ant's "Goody Two Shoes"
  5. Jr. Brown's "My Wife Thinks You're Dead"
  6. Kathleen Edwards's "Back to Me"
  7. Laura Veirs's "Galaxies"
  8. U2's "Sunday Bloody Sunday"
  9. They Might Be Giantss's "Lucky Ball and Chain"
  10. U2's "Bullet the Blue Sky"

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

Once in a lifetime

Tempting though it is, I probably won't be up tonight for this event.

Sunday, April 02, 2006

Storm's over

The storm has passed. We did have some hail here at the school, but it didn't damage my car. I called The Woman, and she said her car was undamaged too.

Whew.

Spring weather

Spring has arrived in the Ozarks with a vengeance. We are under a severe thunderstorm warning, even as I type. This machine should not be plugged in. Hail, according to CNN, is on the way. I really hope they are wrong. I'm at school, getting ready for a week of ACT prep sessions after school this week, with no place to shelter my poor car. The Woman is in town doing some data entry work. She has no place to hide her car either.

This is one more reason why we don't buy new cars.

Saturday, April 01, 2006

Saturday Shakespeare

"...that
swollen parcel of dropsies, that huge bombard of sack, that
stuffed cloak-bag of guts, that roasted Manningtree ox with the
pudding in his belly, that reverend vice, that grey iniquity, that
father ruffian, that vanity in years? Wherein is he good, but to
taste sack and drink it? wherein cunning, but in craft?
wherein crafty, but in villainy? wherein villainous, but in all
things? wherein worthy, but in nothing?"

The First Part of King Henry the Fourth
2.4.406-413

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