Miscellaneous

Random Have you downloaded your copy of The Adventures of Beer Man yet? The response has been good so far. Last night, a friend called to say she couldn't get the book to download. "Wow," I thought to myself, "demand for Beer Man is crashing

Catholic Arts and Letters Weekly The atheocracy–a society that is actively hostile to religious faith and religious believers. . . . more>> [http://www.firstthings.com/onthesquare/2011/07/americarsquos-atheocracy] Females are disappearing due to abortion and other forms of birth intervention, but it's somehow the fault of

The Adventures of Beer Man is available at Amazon, on your Kindle (or Kindle app). I read last month about the self-publishing revolution that is sweeping the book world. Authors can post their books to Kindle and receive 35% of the royalties. I thought to myself, "Heck, I have

"The proud one does not know himself. If he knew himself and his own stupidity, he would not be conceited.” St. Mark the Hermit

Post-Vacation Dropsy I'd love to hear from you: Do you feel wiped out after vacations? I mean, completely wiped out for a couple of days, maybe over a week? After we got back from Manhattan, it took me nearly ten days to start feeling normal again. I didn&

Catholic Arts and Letters Weekly Who has, by far, produced, per capita, the largest number of liberal women in America today? The Order of Notre Dame through its progressive vehicle, Trinity College. . . . more>> [http://www.washingtonmonthly.com/magazine/julyaugust_2011/features/the_trinity_sisters030380.php?page=all&

Happy Fourth of July. I don't blog much on the holidays because people don't surf much on the holiday. For today, I have just two things: (1) This story of a stupid experiment from the 1970s (were there any good experiments from that decade . . . or from

"Men must face squarely-and early-the fact that they will die." Gheon

I recently ran across perhaps the best drinking quote in history. By itself, it makes an edifying BYCU for this slow blogging week: "THE hour of absinthe is over. We shall not be much further troubled with the little artists who found Dickens too sane for their sorrows and