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Tolkien is publishing another book. It's about Hurin's children (Turin Turambar and Nienor, I assume). Kind of surprising. The Silmarillion already contains a lot of detail about Turin. No matter. I'm looking forward to it. From the April issue of The Atlantic Monthly [http:

Gorgeous weekend here in southwest Michigan. Fifties and sunny, and we celebrated my birthday. I declared yesterday "The Day of Eric" and sat outside and read most of the day, taking time out to play a little football and baseball with the kids and to sleep. We held

"[P]atience must always lie at the center of leisure, for reality does not disclose its secrets to careless, hasty, or indifferent scrutiny." David Baily Harned [http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1561011479/thedailyeudem-20]

I don't plug good Catholic resources as often as I ought, so I'll take a small corrective step: Check out The Crossroads Initiative [http://www.crossroadsinitiative.com/index.html?PHPSESSID=9df4e48f024e8fed3f198635bd4b73d3] . It's run by Marcellino d'Ambrosio, a highly-intelligent and devout Catholic. I&

Remember: I'm looking for blogs that promote the family (like Heart Mind and Strength [http://www.exceptionalmarriages.com/weblog/]). Email link on the left. All leads are appreciated.

Great defense. A man accused of a stealing underwear from a shop in a knifepoint raid believed he was a female elf at the time, Belfast Crown Court has heard. [http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/northern_ireland/6425333.stm] Who wouldn't buy that explanation? Kinda cool:

I'm looking for pro-family blogs, like Heart Mind and Strength [http://www.exceptionalmarriages.com/weblog/]. At least one blogger is mad at me for my last column at The Register. He's partially upset that I didn't mention a few blogs that he finds quite

I'm scrambling this morning. Little Tess (though I'd prefer to use a different adjective for her right now) won't stop crying and screaming: in our bed, at the foot of our bed, in her crib, in her bed. She doesn't care. She

My lovely wife turns 39 today. I like to say the word "39" because it's the last year I'll be allowed to mention her age. Quite frankly, it's harder to imagine her turning 40 than it was for me think of myself