Next up? Ten bushes, which will seem like a piece of cake after the trees. Expecting a phone call from Al Gore later today.
Tonight is Confirmation rehearsal. Tomorrow evening my young lady friend and former religious education pupil is being confirmed, and I will be her sponsor. Doesn't "Confirmation rehearsal" sound like we should be bringing in a little "stand in" Holy Spirit? Maybe a robin or a sparrow to stand in for the dove? Ok - I'm officially weird.
After a week of hard outside labor, my nails are in drastic need of attention. After lunch, a full manicure is in order and typing will be impossible until later this evening.
Not wanting to leave my faithful readers with nothing of importance to read, allow me to recommend this fine piece from Stacy McCain, which dazzles the senses with truth and brilliance.
Moms, ‘Myths’ and Cultural Marxism
Liberals invariably use the word “myth” to describe any popular belief that they wish to discredit. Thus the liberal speaks of “the myth of the Old West” in order to attack the belief that pioneers, settlers and cowboys were admirably courageous, embodying noble and heroic traits worthy of emulation. Or a liberal may speak of “the myth of American exceptionalism,” seeking to discredit that view that our country’s phenomenal rise — from primitive colonial outpost to global superpower — signifies some unique or world-historic quality to our national character. read the rest
