Christ is our hope, our cleansing and sanctification, our resurrection, life and repose.
– St. John of Kronstadt

The Divine Word doesn’t want us to be slaves of anything.

– Saint Gregory of Nyssa

I still feel a little guilty for hogging half of Antiochian Village’s computer force (note to self: next time, bring laptop!), but things have quieted down a little. This is the last day of classes for the Sacred Music Institute, and some people have already left. That’s good, because there’s nothing that spoils the mood […]

It looks like I may be wrong. Here at the lovely and quasi-monastic Antiochian Village, they have two computers with internet access and I have some fragments of time here and there as long as I eat fast and trim time in other places. Of course, I could be using that time to be meditative, […]

World’s quickest blog entry just to say that I won’t be blogging till next Tuesday earliest. I’m off to the Sacred Music Institute at Antiochian Village. I would love to blog from there, but my laptop is busted right now so I’m outta luck. Shoot, looks like I’ll have to pray and stuff.

I don’t usually read Wired magazine, because (a) it’s terminally hip and I’m not; (b) it’s so confoundedly geeky that half the time I don’t know what they’re talking about; and (c) being as hip as they are, they insist on doing totally obnoxious layouts with fluorescent orange inks and other tricks that make the […]

I was going through old e-mail when I found one with this link. Made me laugh all over again. It’s a very well-done ad bringing a management cliche to life.

Fasting is in, but it turns out that when people in the news fast, you don’t want to blink or you’ll miss it. Silly us, we thought that it wasn’t a fast if it didn’t involve any actual hunger. Thank goodness the worldly folk are here to show us the way.

First it was Saddam Hussein, […]

I’m going to be relieved when tonight’s fireworks bonanza happens (courtesy of “Crazy Jimmy the Rocketman.” Why is it fireworks salesguys always have to be crazy? Would people not think they were getting a bargain from “Mildly Disturbed Fred” or “Sort of Odd Sid”?). This is one of those areas where you can buy real […]

Clementine has finally settled in with her cow’s hoof. We don’t get them for her much because no matter how much they try to sanitize them, when the dog starts gnawing on them they still smell like … well, if you consider that cows spend very little of their time walking on sidewalks you’ll be […]