
From Politico.

From Politico.
A few weeks ago I found an old saw at a garage sale. With some difficulty I could see the name “Disston” on it, so I handed over $4 and took it away. Continue reading
Spring workshop, April 24, 2010
Gaeltacht Minnesota‘s Spring workshop at the University of St. Thomas.
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For the first time I was placed in the highest of the three levels. It was hard, but I don’t
think I did noticeably worse than my classmates. The emphasis was on conversation, which is the
weakest of my skills in the Irish language. In fact, I am not much of a conversationalist in English.
The first session was a set of get-acquainted questions. We went around and asked them to each other, to find out who had
done this or that. There was a question of who frequently went to the theater, and what play they had most recent seen. I commented:
Tá agam déagóir sa bhaile. Breathnaím dráma gach lá.
Horror from the deep. The Economist on the Gulf coast oil spill.
The Lovecrafty title seems particularly appropriate.
“Spill, baby, spill!”
Irish Class, April 26, 2010
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Roghnaígí an Freagra Ceart
The abuse scandals won’t kill the Catholic Church—but it will make it look a whole lot different.
Scotty and Karen Fulton have 12,000.
Last night I saw the first part of Stephen Hawking’s Universe, about extraterrestrial life. Continue reading