He’s a Mac, he’s a PC, but we’re Linux
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I bought a large coffee before heading up to my desk this morning. I never buy a donut or other sweet to go with it, but one such object puzzles me: The Bismarck. How did something soft, sweet, and gooey get named after the Iron Chancellor? None of those adjectives could be applied to him.
Appparently I am not alone in finding this odd.
We went to the Good Friday Service at St. Mary’s last night. Continue reading
This looks like a simple card case: Take a rectangular piece of leather, fold it once, and sew two sides closed. However, there is a special feature here. Continue reading
I went to the Maundy Thursday service at St. Mary’s. Continue reading
Irish Class, April 6, 2009
At least half the lights in the classroom were out this evening. Casually looking around was no problem, but reading my notes or the fine print in the dictionary was hard. I felt foggy in my head, and made several stupid mistakes. I mentioned this to Wes, and he will try to get it fixed for next time. Just in case, I might bring a small flashlight.
Lit. “Exercise of translation”
At this minute clergy and worship committees at liturgical churches in this area (Twin Cities, Minnesota) are rearranging their plans for the morning: Snow is falling. I doubt there will be many outdoor Palm Sunday processions today.
Some churches may try to move their processions completely inside. How well this will work depends on the individual church. When liturgy argues with architecture, architecture always wins.
This afternoon I helped represent colgaffneyis at the Minnesota Tartan Day ceremonies. Like last year I was one of the musketeers. My first shot failed, but without harm. The second went off correctly.
Afterwards I went home. I did the tax return for our son J, following up on this morning’s work. Everything is clean. I will wait a day or two in case I can think of any additional deductions, then electronicly file the returns.