A Franciscan, a Benedictine, and a Jesuit were arguing as to which of their orders was the best. In order to solve the difficulty, they wrote a letter to God. In a few days, they received a response:
"Dear Children,
I have heard your question, and want you to know that the great differences among your orders make each of them unique, and each essential to the mission of the Church on Earth. Knowing this, consider the question answered.
Sincerely,
God, O.P."
Recordabar psalmorum meorum in nocte cum corde meo loquebar et scobebam spiritum meum...
Monday, December 24, 2007
Sunday, December 23, 2007
This Day in History
1783 - George Washington returned home to Mount Vernon, after the disbanding of his army following the Revolutionary War.
1788 - Maryland voted to cede a 100-square-mile area for the seat of the national government. About two-thirds of the area became the District of Columbia.
1823 - The poem "A Visit from St. Nicholas" by Clement C. Moore (" 'Twas the night before Christmas...") was published.
1888 - Following a quarrel with Paul Gauguin, Dutch painter Vincent Van Gogh cut off part of his own earlobe.
1893 - The Engelbert Humperdinck opera "Hansel und Gretel" was first performed, in Weimar, Germany.
1922 - The British Broadcasting Corporation began daily news broadcasts.
1951 - A National Football League (NFL) championship game was televised nationally for the first time. The Los Angeles Rams beat the Cleveland Browns 24-17. The DuMont Network had paid $75,000 for the rights to the game.
1965 - A 70-mph speed limit was introduced in Britain.
1986 - The experimental airplane Voyager, piloted by Dick Rutan and Jeana Yeager, completed the first non-stop, around-the-world flight without refueling as it landed safely at Edwards Air Force Base in California.
1987 - Lynette "Squeaky" Fromme, serving a life sentence for the attempted assassination of U.S. President Ford in 1975, escaped from the Alderson Federal Prison for Women in West Virginia. She was recaptured two days later.
1788 - Maryland voted to cede a 100-square-mile area for the seat of the national government. About two-thirds of the area became the District of Columbia.
1823 - The poem "A Visit from St. Nicholas" by Clement C. Moore (" 'Twas the night before Christmas...") was published.
1888 - Following a quarrel with Paul Gauguin, Dutch painter Vincent Van Gogh cut off part of his own earlobe.
1893 - The Engelbert Humperdinck opera "Hansel und Gretel" was first performed, in Weimar, Germany.
1922 - The British Broadcasting Corporation began daily news broadcasts.
1951 - A National Football League (NFL) championship game was televised nationally for the first time. The Los Angeles Rams beat the Cleveland Browns 24-17. The DuMont Network had paid $75,000 for the rights to the game.
1965 - A 70-mph speed limit was introduced in Britain.
1986 - The experimental airplane Voyager, piloted by Dick Rutan and Jeana Yeager, completed the first non-stop, around-the-world flight without refueling as it landed safely at Edwards Air Force Base in California.
1987 - Lynette "Squeaky" Fromme, serving a life sentence for the attempted assassination of U.S. President Ford in 1975, escaped from the Alderson Federal Prison for Women in West Virginia. She was recaptured two days later.
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Blogdeath
I think it was Facebook that killed the blogs of people like me--people who used a blog as a means of sharing bits about one's life with one's friends. I mean, I was never on here to write anything particularly interesting, nor to share creative work. It was just a vehicle to share stuff.
I think I like this vehicle better than the new one. I should really come back to this older, more traditional, more intellectually demanding style of communication. I should. This teaches me to write, to put cogent thoughts in order, and doesn't involve throwing any objects at anyone else. Nor does this send updates about my life to anyone and everyone who ever lived. On the contrary, if they want to know how I'm doing, they have to come here and find out.
I like that.
I'm putting it on my Facebook.
I think I like this vehicle better than the new one. I should really come back to this older, more traditional, more intellectually demanding style of communication. I should. This teaches me to write, to put cogent thoughts in order, and doesn't involve throwing any objects at anyone else. Nor does this send updates about my life to anyone and everyone who ever lived. On the contrary, if they want to know how I'm doing, they have to come here and find out.
I like that.
I'm putting it on my Facebook.
Friday, December 07, 2007
Oggi
I'm going to try and restart the blog, seeing as how my class schedule next semester is much reduced from my current load, I miss blogging, there are so often things to say and no one to whom they can be said, and somehow it seems to be good for me to write on here occasionally.
That said. Today has been a lousy day, as was yesterday. That strikes me as the sort of fact which ought to keep me from writing, but here I am all the same. There's snow on the ground, which is fun, and I think I have a place to live in the spring as well! Huzzah! I can't remember if the new place has internet, but that can be worked around.
No other news is fit to tell. I'm still engaged, recent life has taught me more and more to love the man I'm marrying--as well as teaching just how great a man he is. (In retrospect, I think the second clause ought to have come first. In any case, the statements are closely related.)
Right now I'm trying to decide if I should attend winter formal in protest, or to boycott winter formal in protest. Hmm. Maybe someday I'll explain what it is I'm protesting.
That said. Today has been a lousy day, as was yesterday. That strikes me as the sort of fact which ought to keep me from writing, but here I am all the same. There's snow on the ground, which is fun, and I think I have a place to live in the spring as well! Huzzah! I can't remember if the new place has internet, but that can be worked around.
No other news is fit to tell. I'm still engaged, recent life has taught me more and more to love the man I'm marrying--as well as teaching just how great a man he is. (In retrospect, I think the second clause ought to have come first. In any case, the statements are closely related.)
Right now I'm trying to decide if I should attend winter formal in protest, or to boycott winter formal in protest. Hmm. Maybe someday I'll explain what it is I'm protesting.
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