Today is the anniversary of the death of John Wilkes Booth, the man who murdered President Abraham Lincoln. And it is also the anniversary of the surrender of the last large Confederate army in the field at Bennett Place, North Carolina. I assume that for the latter reason (although I have known at least a few people who argued it was for the former), today is also Confederate Memorial Day in Alabama, the state where I was born.
Continue reading “Some thoughts on Confederate Memorial Day”
Most of you know that we’ve been doing this for a few years now. Partly it’s because we’re cheap broke, and partly it’s because we send this link to nearly 200 people who we’d legitimately want to send a real card to. Also, I’m not big on the card produced by Shutterfly and never seen by the sender thing, and this method actually has a Snowflake’s chance in Cambridge of generating a conversation*. So we do it this way.
Continue reading “It’s that time of year again, Merry, Happy, Blessed Whatever”
This post might be a little stream of consciousness. It’s Holy Week, I’m tired, and last night I was exposed to one of the best/worst internet videos of all time.
I’ve noticed this over the last few days walking to and from work. Can you see it? Look closely.
It’s there, I promise.
So here’s a story about something that happened to us a while ago when the U.S. played Portugal in the World Cup.
Continue reading “The World Cup, Dinner and Wardrobe Choices”
On the day I wear black and refer to as The Crispus Attucks St. Valentine’s Massacre Memorial, the rest of the world celebrates Hallmark’s day and overspends on chocolate, jewelry, flowers, and all things pink and red. Last year we presented valentines in this space of a special variety. This year we’ve gathered some of the best that showed up in our Twitter feed. And by “best” we mean Geekiest. Enjoy.
Tonight it took two hours, a bus, and a taxi to get me from my front door to Mission church where I was singing a Holy Thursday Service (that’s Maundy Thursday to you non-Catholics out there). Normally it’s a 45 minute trip at most. Now things are about to get worse.
Continue reading “Because commuting in Boston isn’t fun enough…”
Before you ask, no, this isn’t a “War on Christmas” post. There is no “War on Christmas.” That’s just Faux News propaganda.
On July 14th, Kelly and I headed to New Hampshire to join other family members at my sister’s place for a big family meal. And since I got to do a lot of the cooking, I had a grand old time.
I’m really tired. I’m not quite brain dead/crispy fried/toasted/speaking gibberish like I was on Saturday and Sunday nights, but I’m not far off.
The Books are Taking Over... 