I’m going heavy cilantro this fall. We have a large Mexican population, with many Mexican stores/restaurants. A Mexican friend approached me and offered to help move it, noting that all the owners go to my church so it’s a (super)natural fit. On top of that, my family loves the stuff so we can use the leftovers.
I express ordered a batch, wanting to get my first batch in the ground right away. My three pound bag of seed arrived Friday. I opened it and read the label: “Chinese Parsley.” For a split second, I was bummin’, but figured I’d use the Google machine before panicking. Turns out, the terms are identical.
My sister-in-law has been a Kid Rock fan for years. She’s been to his concerts and knows a fair amount about him. I was out drinking with her Saturday. She thinks the senate thing isn’t real. She said it would be classic Kid Rock to pull a stunt like this. She’s not ruling it out, but she’s betting that he doesn’t run.
Feast of St. Maximilian Kolbe today. Max (“Maximilian”) is named after him, which I guess that makes him the patron saint of MAXimum Greens, LLC. We might have to run a special today.
If you don’t mind doing me a favor, please go to the Maximum Green Twitter page and follow Max. We’re sitting at eight followers, and that’s a bit embarrassing. We don’t tweet much, so you won’t be inundated.
This whole retail business thing has me fascinated/puzzled. The WSBT story hit, lots of publicity . . . and sales were flat. Not bad, but no bump whatsoever. Customers assure us they’re happy, and the farmer’s market sales are very strong, but delivery orders are flat. Hard to say.
Kinda interesting: “Experts believe they have found the lost Roman city of Julias, formerly the village of Bethsaida, which was the home of Jesus’ apostles Peter, Andrew and Philip.” Link.
The big news from the weekend? WSBT TV from South Bend came to town and did a story about MAXimum Greens, LLC. It aired yesterday morning. You can watch the segment here.
Caroline Torie did the interview. She was here for nearly 90 minutes, and she did a great job. It reminds me of that scene from Almost Famous, where the young writer was putting together a story about a rock band. The lead singer told the writer, “Look, just make us look cool.” Caroline made us look good, which is a close second to “cool.”
I don’t know what to think of Bill Bonner, but his writing style is unique and engaging. When he writes something, I normally read it. Most recently, he wrote this piece, invoking the ghost of Richard Russell to predict rough times for the exuberant stock market, though Bonner implies that he really has no idea what’s going to happen next. No one does. All we know is, we’re in uncharted waters. I hold shorts, I hold longs, I hold my shorts.
I’ll admit to something autobiographical that I find both disturbing and appealing: I always feel like drinking after going to confession. Okay, not right after I go, but later that evening, I’m usually in a joyful mood that calls for a handful of drinks. It’s actually a big temptation that I have to watch carefully. I mean, I don’t want to be the dufus who goes back and says, “My last confession was 18 [mumbling, barely audible] hours ago. . . “.
I assume I’m not unique. If you have this enticing link between the sacred and debauched AND you live in northern Ohio, here’s a great attraction: Shrine and Brewery, just feet away from each other. Maria Stein Shrine and Moeller Brew Barn.
There’s a Thomas a’Kempis Twitter account. I went ahead and followed it, even though TaK wasn’t particularly fecund in his literary output.
John Vianney’s feast day tomorrow. He’s the first parish priest to be canonized. The fact that no parish priest had ever before been canonized caused him a bit of anxiety during his life. Do something nice for your priest tomorrow in honor of this great, simple man.
And why don’t I post the Vianney nugget tomorrow? Two reasons: (1) I want to give you time to plan something nice for your priest, and (2) Tomorrow is Friday, hence BYCU day. Since Vianney tried so hard to get his hard-drinking parishioners to practice moderation, I would feel a bit sheepish about posting BYCU and Vianney stuff on the same day.
“[W]e shouldn’t be surprised to find so many deeply devout men among the greatest of mathematicians. Blaise Pascal, inventor of probability theory, is one of the most penetrating theologians who ever lived. Leonhard Euler was the Johann Sebastian Bach of German mathematics in the 18th century: a devout Lutheran, happily marled, with a big brood of children, and possessed of immense creativity and intuition. Bernhard Riemann originally went to the university to become a pastor; his tombstone cites Saint Paul: All things work together for those who love God. Georg Cantor, the titan of set theory and discoverer of trans-finite numbers, believed that his work on the nature of infinity demonstrated the necessary existence of God. Kurt Gödel, inspired by Cantor’s work, turned his own world-shaking Incompleteness Theorem to account, developing from it a revision of Saint Anselm’s proof. Albert Einstein was once asked why he wanted to work at Princeton. ‘So that I can have lunch with Kurt Gödel,’ he said.”
Fr. Spitzer observed the same thing in his excellent Finding True Happiness: Satisfying Our Restless Hearts
If we assess the collective thought of the three greatest theoretical physicists, one of the greatest astrophysicists, and one of the greatest mathematicians and logicians of our age, it reveals a conviction about the reality of the transcendent domain arising out of (1) the rational essence of our universe, (2) the transphysical dimension of mathematical and scientific thought, and (3) the intelligibility of mathematics and logic itself.
Mark Steyn on Dunkirk. He’s a bit long-winded, but it’s worth reading. Excerpt: “The jolly ladies proffering ‘a nice cup of tea’ to the wounded die as easily as soldiers and sailors do, but, like Mr Dawson, they are doing their duty, uncomplainingly. I have no idea of Christopher Nolan’s politics, and in Hollywood one is obliged to be circumspect about even the mildest deviation from the conventional pieties. Nevertheless, whether by intent or not, he has made a film that celebrates the character of a people, and the virtues that enabled them to snatch a mad, improvised victory in the midst of what seemed their darkest hour. After all, even after Dunkirk, the possibility of invasion and conquest was very real. Nobody had to explain what was at stake: That’s why they cast off from their sleepy fishing coves; that’s why they put the tea on.”
Re: Farmer/Classicist Victor Davis Hanson (yesterday’s post): His Wikipedia page says he’s a fourth-generation almond farmer. I guess that counts. Almonds grow in trees, so I’m envious that he doesn’t have to spend hours and hours on his knees, pulling out grass and other weeds from his farm when he returns from vacation, like this farmer/blogger/idiot.
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