Monthly Archives: February 2007

Out of town, again

I spent the whole day away from my com­puter, and oddly I’m not in the mood to sit at it any­more.
I went to Comic­Con in New York. For “pro­fes­sional” rea­sons, of course. It was fun, although it sucks that my trips down tend to be day trips to attend one-day events (or wait

I knew YouTube wouldn’t fail me

GOALIE FIGHT. The good stuff is about five min­utes in. Lindy Ruff is awe­some. The Sabres are my team, since one of their play­ers is my age and from my home­town. Even if he left our high school to go into the OHL.

What about the Jesuit ninjas?

I have to admit that I found this NYT arti­cle inter­est­ing.
When half a dozen stu­dents in Neil Waters’s Japan­ese his­tory class at Mid­dle­bury Col­lege asserted on exams that the Jesuits sup­ported the Shimabara Rebel­lion in 17th-century Japan, he knew some­thing was wrong. The Jesuits were in “no posi­tion to aid a rev­o­lu­tion,” he said; the

Aminals

Vio­let got loose this after­noon while I was refill­ing her water bot­tle. She must have crawled out through the hole through which the water bot­tle drops down into her cage. I didn’t notice until now. I fail at own­ing pets.
She hit the back bed­room closet, I can tell from drop­pings. I’d guess she had a nice

Ash Wednesday Gospel — Matthew 6:1–6; 16–21

[1] Beware of prac­tic­ing your piety before men in order to be seen by them; for then you will have no reward from your Father who is in heaven.
[2] “Thus, when you give alms, sound no trum­pet before you, as the hyp­ocrites do in the syn­a­gogues and in the streets, that they may be praised

A pretty pointless weekend project, as these things go

I don’t have any­thing to wear to work tomor­row. I had intended to do a load of dark laun­dry today, but we’re out of rack space and I never got around to it.
I redid my photo albums, though. They’re in a whole new for­mat, with lots of cool new pic­tures. New

Fun with state government

Oh snap.

The things I remember from my childhood….

Were you won­der­ing if it was pos­si­ble to give personal-injury lawyers an even worse rep­u­ta­tion?
Jim “The Ham­mer” Shapiro of Rochester, NY, man­aged it. It seems like these com­mer­cials have been on TV for most of my life.

Recipe corner — potato leek soup

My room­mate is cur­rently sick and felt like hav­ing some soup, and I had some leeks in the fridge that needed to go some­where, so for din­ner today we had potato-leek soup. I think I got the recipe down, finally. I might try adding a hand­ful of car­rots for color and vari­ety next time.
This

This is a recurring theme for me

Empire State Plaza vs. Forces of Good, Round 4,971. Tech­ni­cally I’m a mem­ber of the cathe­dral parish, but I don’t like Sat­ur­day Mass and I work on Sun­days. It feels funny to be in such a ginor­mous build­ing and only have one hun­dred or fewer people there.