Five more days until the holiday weekend. It has become Work Weekend for me. My entire family deserts me to go bird watching, so I use the time to get caught up at the office and the garden. I honestly don’t know how people with children have time to spend three full days watching birds after the busy-ness that is every May, but hey, to each their own. I consider the three days of “work leisure” one of the best weekends of the year. I can feel the pressure drain from me as I position myself for a better summer.
On this week’s agenda: Soccer game, two (not one) senior class sports banquets, two band concerts. I really resent these assaults of the Social Gods of Busy-ness, but I’ve been trying to live by Paul’s exhortations in Colossians 3, especially “And be thankful.” Even though the multitude of events are overkill, I can be thankful of obvious things: I’m healthy enough to attend; my children; and, my favorite when reminded to be thankful, the fact that I don’t have a pit bull permanently latched onto my genitals.
My favorite discovery this spring: The Eric Metaxas Show. I know I mentioned the show just last week, but I listened to it a lot the past couple of days, and it is quickly becoming my favorite podcast. I guess I’m stunned that a show produced so professionally (with a few gaffs, like phones ringing in the background) is so overtly religious. Metaxas and his guests are what Christians are supposed to be: funny, informed, engaging, and Christian. It all comes through. He and his guests are so cool, you’re almost taken back when they say something that reveals their beliefs.
I took a break from gardening yesterday at 11:00 when a storm came through. I made myself lunch and sat down to see what was on TV. I discovered: eight different channels carrying eight different Premier League Soccer games. It’s like the British Invasion all over again, except this time, the fare sucks.
Man, it’s everything I can do not to drink myself into a coma. Everything is intense: from work to garden to work again.
I finally knocked off work last night at 7:30, gardened for an hour, then watched the 2006 Showtime hit, Dexter, with Marie and Michael. It’s a good show.
It was made better by trying Bud Light’s Mixx Tail cocktails. Long-time TDE readers know I loathe anything and everything about Bud Light, from its pro-gay agenda to its taste. Back when I drank beer, I equated Bud Light with people who rock out to Bon Jovi, chicks in the eighties who liked Camaros, and homosexuals.
But that Mixx Tail stuff wasn’t half bad.
I first had the Hurricane. I liked it. I’m sure it sucks next to what you find in New Orleans, but for a drink Marie found on clearance six months ago? It was pretty good.
I then tried the Firewalker: a red hot cinnamon apple cocktail. I was hoping it would taste like Hot Tamales candy with vodka, but no such luck. That being said, it was really decent. Spicy, a bit hot, tasted good . . . imparted a decent buzz. Good enough for me to have two.
I give Mixx Tail a “5,” as far as mixed drinks go. I’d far rather have a cocktail I make myself. But for pre-fab cocktails? I give it a solid “7.” If you find it on sale and like to have a quick drink on hand, stock up.
“[O]ur five transcendental desires for perfect truth, love, goodness, beauty, and being (home) will continue to affect us whether we acknowledge them or not. We will still want to know everything about everything, even if we abandon the pursuit of truth; still desire perfect love, even if we think it does not exist; still desire perfect justice and goodness, even if we have been disappointed by people’s conduct and the judicial system; still desire perfect beauty, even if we believe it is unattainable; and still desire perfect being (home), even if we believe that there is nothing beyond us but emptiness and darkness.” Robert Spitzer.
Correction: Providence College is not Jesuit. It’s Dominican. I guess I just assumed it venerated the black pope: it has a good basketball team and it’s Leftist. My apologies.
Speaking of Dominicans, I guess they’re fond of this joke: The Dominicans were established to fight the Albigensians. The Jesuits were formed to fight the Protestants. How many Albigensians do you see around anymore?
I heard that on The Eric Metaxas Show. If you’re not listening to his podcast, you’re missing out. It’s one of the most joyful and enjoyable podcasts out there.
If I have troubles falling back to sleep after waking up in the middle of the night, I stream EWTN Radio Classics. Last night, it was playing a speech by Fr. Larry Richard. Fr. Larry is great. He’s not really my cup of tea, but I agree with almost everything he says. But last night, I think I heard him say that, if one of his parishioners does the Judas Shuffle (leaves Mass after receiving communion but before the final blessing), he tells them not to come back. Did I hear that right? I’m concerned I may have dreamt it, but doggone it, I think that’s what he said. If so, I believe Fr. Larry is over-stepping quite a ways. I’ve talked with a few good priests who definitely condemned the Judas Shuffle, but firmly maintained that it doesn’t negate the shuffler’s attendance. I also wonder what Fr. Larry would say about the person who shuffles after a weekday Mass? What about the person who shuffles because a rogue liturgist starts (yet another) vapid video before the final blessing, thereby artificially extending the Mass outside the rubrics? Can a person never leave the maniacal clutches of a power-hungry liturgist who tries to force the congregation to watch a 14-hour I’m Okay, You’re Okay video, without risking a straight ticket to hell?
The poster boy for intolerance, Anthony Esolen, is this year’s commencement speaker at Hillsdale College. Good for him. I don’t know him personally, but by all accounts, he’s a real decent guy. What the Leftist robots at Providence did to him is (yet another) permanent black mark on the Jesuits (“[H]ad I been subjected to the things Tony has recently had to endure at Providence College, I’d be locked up in jail or the loony bin.” Brad Miner).
“The filing made Thursday in General Sessions court, states that a permit had been issued to operate a church at 520 Lentz Ave in Madison, but instead the owners have been operating a sex club.” Link. I’m sure there’s some verse in the Bible that supports the operation.
“Stuff You Should Know” might be the most popular podcast. I haven’t listened to many episodes, but last weekend I listened to their discussion about the Shroud of Turin. Although they conclude largely in favor of the skeptics, I found their analysis pretty fair overall. I was impressed enough that I have downloaded additional episodes to listen during my long hours of getting the Site ready for planting.
I was absolutely swamped at the office last week, so when Trump fired Comey, I didn’t have time to read anything about it at first. Instead, I simply caught blurbs here and there. I was thinking, “Boy, it really looks like Trump did it this time. This looks terrible. Everyone thinks he did it to cover up the Russian thing.”
And then that evening, I clicked on the Rush Limbaugh analysis and saw he was laughing at “everyone” (as I perceived it from reading the mainstream media):
This has gone beyond mere political posturing. These people on the left — led by the media and the Democrat Party and the political apparatus — I’m telling you, are sick. I have never seen… I wasn’t thinking about it last night. I’m 66 years old. I have been following politics honestly since I was 10. I’m not kidding. I have seen unhinged behavior. I have seen the wild allegations that Democrats make and repeated. I have never seen this degree of collective insanity. I have never seen this degree of so many people literally being out of touch, devoid reality, and unhinged. . . .
They really believe Trump fired Comey because he might have been getting close, under the asinine belief that firing Comey’s gonna stop the investigation? How many investigations are there? The House has one. The Senate has one. The FBI’s got their own. Do you know who’s running the FBI today? McCabe, a Democrat! His wife ran for the Senate or ran for governor of Virginia. He’s very close to The Punk, Terry McAuliffe. The guy is a hardened Democrat. He’s now running the FBI. He’s in charge of the investigation to get Trump.
And then the next day, McCabe testified that there has been no effort by the White House to impede the FBI investigation.
I don’t always agree with Rush, but he’s deadly accurate here: the Left is simply unhinged. They’re all lunatics, starting with the MSM and on down the line.
Gavin McInnes’ latest. Just another reason why every racist allegation is now simply a farce. You might as well accuse someone of being an alien in possession of an earthling’s body. Might it be true? Perhaps, but there is no way to know and the allegation is almost always totally bogus and always meaningless because no one knows what “racist” means any more:
Baltimore Orioles center fielder Adam Jones claimed people were calling him nigger. What a pile of horseshit. If a fan yelled that word from their seat at a baseball game, the only people not attacking the guy would be busy having a stroke. A quick check-in with people who were at the game confirms our suspicions. Jones is just another social justice warrior feeding off the myth that America is a racist hellhole.
Wow, full-on life blitz: office, family, garden. Every May, I say, “This May won’t be so brutal like the past.” And every May, I’m wrong. The number of obligations is stunning . . . and wearying. Fortunately, I continue to make time for a few weekday Masses and a few weekday drinks.
Last night, I took the family bowling, with eldest daughter Abbie and her boyfriend. It went well . . . because I won (178, 138, 169). The three Animator drinks from the bar helped, too. It was rum, blue curacao, Midori, sweet and sour mix, and a few other things. I’ll have to write down the ingredients and experiment with the recipe.
I don’t have anything for BYCU today. If you didn’t notice, I’m not even getting this post up until Friday afternoon. I normally have these put together a day or two ahead of time, but it simply wasn’t possible this week.
I hope to start forming beds at the Site this weekend, but a conference track meet and wedding (both out of town a little ways) are making it dubious. The tractor guy pounded up the ground, but it’s going to take a lot of hoeing to make those huge black chunks of soil into pristine ground.
The garden chronicles continue. On Monday, I got a half acre scraped off, which I was stoked to see. I then went out right after work to start churning the soil.
I ran into a phenomenon that locals call “Sturgis top soil.” I guess it’s highly unusual: Incredibly rich soil, but packed hard as a rock. I couldn’t come close to penetrating it with a Johnny’s broadfork (jumping on it, jiggling, swearing). I started hacking at a small section with a peasant hoe. I then went back at it with a broadfork . . . and got stymied. I then hacked it with a peasant hoe, then jumped on the broadfork . . . and got stymied.
After 20 minutes and a sheen of sweat, I had churned up a 3’x3′ area, only four inches deep. I then called the guy who scraped it and asked if he could find me someone with a commercial-grade tiller. I’m still waiting, but I’m told he found someone.
With any luck, I can start forming beds on Saturday morning and planting on Sunday. We’ll see. It’s been quite the parade of setbacks.
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