Time has a way of passing by much too quickly. Tomorrow is the last day of July, already. Ironically, the pressure to enjoy life becomes urgent as time passes more and more swiftly. The more we enjoy life, the quicker it slips away. The quicker it slips away, the more alarmed we become at its passing.
Amy's tiramisu is forming one layer at a time as I type. Tomorrow it will be plundered and be gone (if I have any say in the matter, anyway). So is life...
This summer has been fairly wet. Things seem greener than other years. It could be my much brighter outlook; I am more content now than I have ever been. Either way, the grass and trees are growing nicely.
August is almost fully planned, already. This Saturday we are having a party at our house; the following weekend is our family cabin weekend; the next is Rough & Tumble (nobody should miss the smoke and sweat of that event); then there is weddings and birthdays to contend with. January will be here until we can catch our breath. We are doing a Christmas show again this year, and rehearsal starts in September, along with small groups and the busy season at work.
All this makes me feel a little Powwaqatsi-ish.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
We are giving up
Alas! We have lost the company of yet another kitty. It met instant death this morning in the fan of the work truck. You would think that a cat that had one encounter of the cooling kind would steer clear of vehicles known first-paw to hurt and maim. But no, our cat was not very intelligent, and kept on climbing up in there for the night. It was just a matter of time. We have buried the poor dumb thing; that made me late for work... again. Sorry, no pix.
Should we try again? I'm thinking not-- I hate being late for work. 'Course, maybe a smart cat would stay out of there; our first one did.
Keep my secretary and her husband in your prayers, please. He had a quadruple bypass today. He had a number of stents (spelling?) put in just a few months ago. I'm going to see them tomorrow after lunch.
We are looking forward to the weekend. We'll be busy. We're meeting Darren and Jen in Brooklyn for a concert Friday evening, going to the Musuem of Natural History, going to another concert Saturday evening, picking up a free hydraulic press from a friend in NJ, making it to our church Sunday morning, and going to a picnic in Hamburg Sunday afternoon.
Should we try again? I'm thinking not-- I hate being late for work. 'Course, maybe a smart cat would stay out of there; our first one did.
Keep my secretary and her husband in your prayers, please. He had a quadruple bypass today. He had a number of stents (spelling?) put in just a few months ago. I'm going to see them tomorrow after lunch.
We are looking forward to the weekend. We'll be busy. We're meeting Darren and Jen in Brooklyn for a concert Friday evening, going to the Musuem of Natural History, going to another concert Saturday evening, picking up a free hydraulic press from a friend in NJ, making it to our church Sunday morning, and going to a picnic in Hamburg Sunday afternoon.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Couple's Cabin Trip
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"PRIDE GOES BEFORE DESTRUCTION" AND IN OUR MODERN ERA, PRIDE AMONG THE NATURAL SCIENCES HAS TAKEN THE FORM OF OVERESTIMATING OUR KNOWLEDGE, OF ARROGATING FOR SCIENCE A KIND OF OMNISCIENCE THE WE DO NOT IN FACT HAVE. OR, TO REFINE IT A BIT: "PLAYING GOD" MEANS WE CONFUSE THE KNOWLEDGE WE DO HAVE WITH THE WISDOM TO KNOW HOW TO USE IT.