I’m not sure about McLu’s connecting Mary with Wisdom here (“playing before God in the beginning” — Prov 8?). But good stuff re. “faith comes from hearing” and his own conversion. “You have to knock pretty hard.”
I chopped some chops
May 20, 2013 by at 9:39 am
Here are the beauties before the action gets hot:
And here, during.
And again, during (man with fag is master butcher/griller of the operation).
And again, about to come off…
(They were consumed too quickly for any presentation shots. But then again, life is a series of frustrations, in’nit?)
McLuhan on Faith
May 19, 2013 by at 11:04 am
Remember what I said about Facebook and heaven? Remember how you rent your garments? Marshall McLuhan said the same thing about the telephone in 1965.
I’ve been surf-boarding a McLuhan wave of late and mostly sucking up salt water, but having a good time. Got tubular here:
Stoked, dude.
Brand X
May 17, 2013 by at 7:23 am
Look what Wiseblood Books is cooking up:
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Cold Spring Sonnet
May 14, 2013 by at 12:53 pm
The next day
was much warmer.
– Elizabeth Bishop
A golden finch is singing rain in notes
That fall in desperate distances of cloud –
The agony of rust that sounds a gate’s
Intransigent articulation. Wood
And field are cropping frozen fog and hold
Their tongues to seek relief from winter’s chafe.
This March is hard and time is growing old
While April strives to dream the fallen leaf.
The snow dispersed beneath a chilling rain
Is pocking furrows, mocking shadows’ claims
To death and night and all that draws a line
In time – what ties to stone our names
And dates – what pulls at earth with rusty cry
And rips the frozen hinges off the sky.
May 13, 2013 by at 10:10 pm
What did one Easter Island head say to the other Easter Island head?
May 12, 2013 by at 9:28 am
“The band’s gonna make it.”
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