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Archives for March 2009

Birds Nest in Your Hair: Supplementary Material

More Unpleasantness For Lady Gadfly

It’s the end of the world as we know it …

A Teachable Moment at Notre Dame

My Lenten Toe

It was my turn to bathe the children. I was pulling the last clean towel out of bathroom cupboard when the entire shelf slid out with the towel and fell edge-down directly onto my bare big toe. I cursed. Loudly. Repeatedly. My wife came from the kitchen and looked at me. The next day, the tell-tale black bruise appeared under my toenail, low down at the root of the nail.

That scene occurred early in the winter, maybe even late in the fall, and now here we are in mid-Lent and the black bruise is still slowly creeping towards the end of my toe. The pace of its progress feels like how this winter has slouched towards Calvary and how slowly the sun has crept back from the winter nether realms to the south. It’s been a long winter, and this black bruise under my toenail has been a symbol of the blot on my life of sin and death–and the sometimes painfully slow but always surprising movements of God’s grace.

And now, through the tender mercy of our God, the dawn from on high shall break upon us, to shine on those who walk in darkness and the shadow of death.

Birthday Haiku

Sophia is born
unto us in these last days,
not a child of scorn.

The Good Son

From The YouTube Music Video Archives: Challengers by The New Pornographers

Neko Case has a new solo album out called Middle Cyclone, which is awfully good. I can’t, however, find any new videos online besides some scratchy cell phone stuff from Bumpershoot this last summer. And are any of the new songs as good as this one, by The New Pornographers? Maybe, but I don’t think it could be better. This video from last year is a Pleasantville rip-off, but with Neko drinking a rasberry milkshake or something, and that’s pretty nice.

And if this isn’t strange enough, try watching Myriad Harbour. And if you’re not acquainted with Neko Case, let this be your introduction. Or this.

Hey Bus Driver: From the YouTube Video Radio Archives Special Edition

Does This Bus Stop At 82nd Street?

Hey bus driver keep the change, bless your children, give them names,
don’t trust men who walk with canes
drink this and you’ll grow wings on your feet
Broadway Mary, Joan Fontaine, advertiser on a downtown train
Christmas crier bustin’ cane, he’s in love again.

Where dock worker’s dreams mix with panther’s schemes to someday own the rodeo
Tainted women in Vistavision perform for out-of-state kids at the late show.

Wizard imps and sweat sock pimps, interstellar mongrel nymphs
Rex said that lady left him limp. Love’s like that (sure it is).
Queen of diamonds, ace of spades, newly discovered lovers of the everglades
They take out a full page ad in the trades to announce their arrival
And Mary Lou she found out how to cope, she rides to heaven on a gyroscope
The Daily News asks her for the dope
She says “Man, the dope’s that there’s still hope”.

Senorita, Spanish rose, wipes her eyes and blows her nose
Uptown in Harlem she throw a rose to some lucky, young matador.

Copyright © Bruce Springsteen (ASCAP)

Birthday Haiku

A limerick is razed
to sprout haiku the next day,
singing Tiff’s praises.