oldboy

trailer looks good. the movie probably won't make it to oxford, and maybe nobody'll like it but me (and brian birkey), but it's already in my queue.

it's flickrific!

i'm a new fan of flickr. check out the site to upload your pix, or flip through cubswn's flickr show if you're interested. pretty cool.

cat got my pen

ever find yourself w/ absolutely nothing to say? i'm sorry, but that's how i find myself the past few weeks.

no, i am not dead, nor have i given up the blog. i'm just mute right now.

but for your having dropped by, click here for some news.

and i'll be back soon.

dirty words

i'm crestfallen.

(and i'm wasting time @ work, but that's beside the point.)

ever since seminary, my friend george and i have been keeping a list of "words that sound dirty but aren't." now i find this. bummer. but @ least i've got words on our list that the cal-berkeley list doesn't have (and shouldn't people from smart schools be doing something more productive w/ their time??), and it introduced me to the word humuhumunukunukuapuaa.

anglican schism on "this week in god"

earlier this week, the daily show's stephen colbert pointed out other pressing matters relating to bishops (the segment's called "this week in god: the ten commandments") that may be getting short shrift in the light of the anglican "schism." stick w/ it for 4 minutes or so to get to the anglican part, which i shouldn't find funny, but i can't help it. i think colbert's the bees' knees.

what's bazan singing about?

wifey caught me singing a facially "morbid" song under my breath today. i really don't think it's morbid @ all, though. so -- look @ the lyrics and tell me what this ptl song is about. i think i know, but i'm always reading my own preconceptions into things. just curious what others thought.

"transcontinental"
engine severs lower legs
i feel my bruised heart beating
spinal cord remains intact
still sending and receiving
lying back on shoulder blades
cargo rushing past
missing limbs beneath the cars
twitching on the tracks
click clack now handicapped
north am transcontinental
i remember as i bleed
certain tales of bravery
a man who's legs were trapped beneath
a fallen evergreen tree
he decided he would chop them off above the knee
to sacrifice his shins and feet to set his torso free
the luxury of having been spared the hard part
you'd think would be enough for me to pull this off
but i'm left to bleed to death
now all the man i've ever been
north am transcontinental

(purevolume's got a download available, if you want to hear it and don't have achilles heel (and i don't, but i'd be delighted for you to buy it for me -- heck, buy me anything, i'm not choosy!))

t. howard quotes

cool. just found these. i don't have time to write anything today, so go read some if you've got time. here's one really good one:

There is, like it or no, a Dance going on, and one may join or not . . . The implication . . . of the Adam and Eve story is that if they had bowed to the interdict placed on the forbidden fruit, life and not death would have been the guerdon. That is, paradoxically, if they had knuckled under to what looked emphatically like a denial of their freedom, . . . they would have discovered something unimaginable to them - something that, according to the story, was at that very point lost to them and us for the duration of human time.

from chance or the dance: a critique of modern secularism (san francisco: ignatius press, 1969), 106-107.