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Starting the Road Trip from CUA
It is good to start this way.
Our destination calls us to the snow blasted fields,
A purple house next a grainless silo, a frozen pond.
At the CUA, a blending of ancient
and modern
has been built up, to the grandeur
of universal ideas.
A dip in the font: my head, belly, and shoulders.
A kneeler bends, the
empty marble echoes its sound.
Tourists cyclopean,
Attending without being

Able gracefully to capture
The omnipresent, illusive mystery.

And yet they are here too.
Emmanuel, and do we know it?
Two in the afternoon at Kirk’s house

Looking at Google for our destination.
We are called to the snow blasted fields,
Next to a grain silo and a warm house,

With a wood burning stove to keep
The snowmen – those with a mind
Of winter – at bay.
It is good to start this way.

12/30/08

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas to all.

Most notably, it is Christmas Morning.
Et Verbum Caro Factum Est.

My father informs me that it’s time for “an outdoor mimosa adventure,” which means that he wants to sojourn outside for an alcoholic and tobaccic constitutional on the deck.

You know you’re celebrating a Catholic holiday when:
A) You receive in your stocking: Jack Daniel’s flavored coffee, French Wines for Dummies, and a book on Mental Prayer.
B) Instead of watching MTV Cribs, you watch Baby Jesus up in his crib.
C) You get excited about reading Jeeves and Wooster books.
D) Brunch doesn’t start until 3 in the afternoon.
E) Everyone is dead tired, except for the littlest kids, from Midnight Mass.

So, to all of you out there who aren’t Catholic but still participated in at least 3 out of 5 of those, you know what you have to do.
No, but seriously, I hope that this Christmas was less magical than the last, but more sobering and deeper. The more I move away from my childhood notions of Christmas, the more I realize that it’s more about the gifts, greed, and piling up of treasures here beneath the fake plastic re-usable Holiday Tree.
Right. Well then, my father wills that I go out now for mandatory fun on the porch.

Peace and Love, Truth and Euclid,

Mr. Bloch III

The Lunacy of Balance or "ya, you heard me, gimme a Bud Lime"

Dear Peter, I voted in the beer poll at least twice and the last time I voted for Bud Lime 1) because you gave it to me as an option 2) under the compulsion of a very very bright full moon 3) because it might actually be the best 4) to restore the ultimate balance of the universe. That is all. The die is cast. See you soon. Signed, Davey

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