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Thursday, June 10, 2004



CSTerry: I know. Me too, and it's a habit that goes beyond the habit. Wanting to please, not being able to say "no" and feeling nostalgia for crucifixes... For crying out loud, it's a symbol of barbarism! But...they mean well. My second grade nun is still working, as a missionary in Zimbabwe. I forget, but who was the patron saint of lost causes? That saint should weigh in on that sorry situation. As for that gum wrapper - shame on you.

Wednesday, June 09, 2004



PBob, on my penchant for assuming guilt............. I think it has to do with my Judaeo-Christian upbringing. To this day I feel a stab of guilt when I see a nun.I quickly review what transgressions I may have done that day..........How could she possibly have seen me drop that gum wrapper 4 blocks from here? How does she know about that chocolate bar I ate during Lent?



CSTerry: I don't think you ever did. It was more a battle between the random, round numbered bias of those who design playing fields and the ones who just want to play. Now what about this penchant of yours for assuming guilt? Remember, you are a child of the universe and whether or not it is clear to you, you have a right to be here....(Desiderata, circa: my lost youth).



The preamble seems to have been changed again.This time I didn't have anything to do with it.



...Lincoln's deliberations at Gettysburg took less time than this. I guess that's why editors get paid the big bucks. :)

Tuesday, June 08, 2004



... the case of the disappearing preamble ...



Thanks,Carrie. They gave it a good run.



CSTerry - Sorry to see your beloved Flames lose in the 7th game. They made it a long way though!

Monday, June 07, 2004



543 climbers currently on Denali--I wonder how many claim they are "soloing"?

http://www.nps.gov/dena/home/mountaineering/currentweather.htm

Sunday, June 06, 2004



Not to worry. I think I've managed to put it back up. I gained my first understanding of the fetal position's significance while reciting the Confiteor as an altar boy. The "mea culpa" part is the only bit that I still remember. I've put out the candles on the rest of that faith since.

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