The strangest dream… I was vacationing in a city (can’t remember which) with my wife and my parents. The last morning, a Sunday, came, and I decided that I’d go grab some breakfast before we had to go to church (for whatever reason, I was teaching Sunday school). But as I wandered the [...]
I’m about two-thirds of the way through Torture and Eucharist now, and I think it’s going to trouble me more than any book I’ve read recently. Not because of the graphic visuals–Cavanaugh is actually pretty sparing with the blow-by-blow, preferring instead first-person testimonials and general notations that torture happened. The really troubling notes [...]
I’ve still been reading in Torture and Eucharist, and I just finished the section in which Cavanaugh runs down a history of Chile from 1930 to 1988, and where I expected a history that runs parallel to Afghanistan’s or Iraq’s, I see the Reagan, Clinton, and Bush years in America. Spooky. When time [...]
I dreamed last night that I was going out to some kind of lake to visit my little brother Ryan (he’s 23) on the job. I found him using a weed eater to cut down hillsides full of grass. For whatever reason (I guess just because I’m a good guy) I offered [...]
Like so many bloggers in the last eight hours, I’m sure, I have to tip my blue hat with the red “C” to the Boston Red Sox. Nobody’s ever come back from three and 0, although the Marlins did similar to the Cubbies last year. It always does my heart good to see [...]
Hauerwas’s book is good, but every page is about half text and half footnotes. I suppose I should expect that from a book based on a lecture series, but it’s slow going nonetheless. In Paradise Lost I’m up to book eight, where Raphael tells Adam that astronomy is a noble profession but always [...]
I can’t remember what exactly I dreamed about, but I know it involved Sabrina’s behaving herself in an animal hospital, so I should have known it wasn’t real.
I haven’t covered any more ground in Paradise Lost, but I did pick up Hauerwas’s With the Grain of the Universe where I left off, and I finished [...]
No dream recollection this morning, as I snooze-buttoned whatever I was dreaming right out of my memory.
Mary and I went to see Spider Man 2 at the second run cinema last night, and I feel like it was a good two dollars spent.
This morning and early afternoon I really have to devote to getting my [...]
It’s Saturday, and it’s not early morning, but what the heck? Sabrina (the cocker spaniel, for new readers) woke me up at one o’clock in the morning while I was in the middle of one dream. In it I was walking in Indianapolis with my mother, grandmother, and wife, when we came across [...]
In about two hours, my first day of substitute teaching commences. I’m still eagerly anticipating any word about the library tech support job over in Gwinnett, but nonetheless, today I actually start contributing to the family money situation again.
Abdiel’s story in Paradise Lost always seems both too long and too short. Too long [...]
I can’t exactly remember last night’s dream because I took a shower, did some laundry, and edited Mary’s social studies test this morning–just too much activity. But I do remember it had something to do with my being a politician–watching these presidential debates has really screwed with my head. Incidentally, I thought Kerry [...]
I had perhaps the creepiest kind of dream last night, namely the empty set. I closed my eyes not long after ten thirty. I opened them, and it was five thirty. I’ve read that such voids are illusory, that my dreaming brain just created a facsimile of my last waking hours, but [...]
This morning, I woke up actually remembering both the dream I was having when Sabrina (our cocker spaniel) woke me up at 1:30 this morning and the dream I was having when the alarm went off. Pretty cool, eh?
To set up some background for the first one, sometimes my dream-making faculty will contextualize stimuli [...]
Okay, last night’s dream was a weird one. There was a reality show being taped in the town where I lived (not sure where, but for some reason it seemed like Winslow, IN). The idea was that a carpenter’s family would live in a homeless family’s car while the homeless family lived in [...]
Mary woke up with my alarm today and told me she was hungry, so I’ve got no recollection of what I dreamed about. I do remember dreaming, though.
I finished up my Bible study series on the Psalms last night, and as a whole I was pleased with the series. I suppose I can [...]
Wow. The debate was so lopsided last night that I actually dreamed that I was debating Dick Cheney. And in my dream, I was laying out a case for a rapid withdrawal from Iraq, point by point, without any recourse to talking points. I can only wish Edwards had done the same. [...]
I know I dreamed something last night, because I woke up remembering it. But I lay in bed for too long afterwards, and now I can’t remember a thing.
Tonight is the vice presidential debate, and I fear that I’m going to end the night wishing that Edwards were the Democratic nominee and knowing that [...]
I dreamed last night that we had a girl, but the girl was about the size of a June bug, small enough to cradle in my palm. The problem was that we were with Mary’s family, and all the women were horrified that I was holding the baby. They kept trying to take [...]
I dreamed last night that I was in college and that my schedule was made up entirely of high-level math classes. I never attended any class in the context of the dream but instead wandered around a labyrinth-like building, never being able to find my class but somehow running into thirty business majors in [...]
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