Miscellaneous

Yet More Humpin' Ramblin' I'm glad it's hump day. It'll be good to see this week come to a close. Work pressures, irrigation problems at the site, tooth problems, I root for Detroit sports teams. I'm not sure when the

Miscellaneous Rambling Man, spring crunch last night: two tennis matches, soccer game, Freshman orientation with Max. But I much prefer it that way to the alternative: one event every night, Monday through Thursday. Tonight is open, leaving me free to seed a few more beds: arugula, cress, lettuces, spinach, cilantro.

Miscellaneous Rambling I haven't weighed in on the Alfie Evans for simple reasons: it's so sad, I don't like to think about it; it's so wrong, it makes me angry to write about it; it's so obviously something I'

I measure my stress level by how much this does or doesn't happen to me: "Work destroys your soul by stealthily invading your brain during the hours not officially spent working." Nassim Taleb Probably why I'm getting so much tail: "Sexual patterns that

Brews You Can Use The Spring Flurry continues. Not much time for blogging this morning. Just a few items: Our President and Pope tweet . . . and gas stations hold wine tastings [http://www.pennlive.com/food/index.ssf/2018/04/rutters_wine_tastings.html]. Nothing is sacred any more, not even

Ramblings Whew, whatta week. Nonstop obligations . . . all of the non-billable sort, which for a lawyer, is like giving money away. I get a reprieve today and tomorrow. Great podcast at Econtalk: Jonah Goldberg on the Suicide of the West [http://www.econtalk.org/archives/2018/04/jonah_goldberg.html]. Lots

More Notes The increased wealth that started to accumulate after 1000 gave us the most famous saint after the apostles: St. Francis (b. 1182). Also: St. Dominic (b. 1170). Twelfth and Thirteenth centuries: other mendicant orders: Augustinians, Trinitarians, Servites, Carmelites. Perhaps ironically, it also gave us the Crusades. With increase

Miscellaneous Rambling I ran a quote by George Scott-Moncrieff. Who's he? He was Russell Kirk's friend, whom Kirk praised in his autobiography, The Sword of Imagination. "Scomo" was "the worst-dressed gentleman in all Scotland, indifferent to circumstance, endowed with the consolations of philosophy.

Miscellaneous Rambling "I woke up Sunday morning with no way to hold my head that didn't hurt." Johnny Cash, Sunday Morning Coming Down. It's one of my favorite Johnny Cash songs, and I was living it yesterday after a fundraiser for Max's