My email box is full; my deadlines are pressing and I just found a jury summons in my mailbox!
I’m not having any fun, so let’s go shopping!
Yes, I know, no one actually has any money for shopping, but let’s at least pretend. In fact, let’s have a virtual cup of espresso (courtesy of Mystic Monk Coffee, whose espresso blend we’ve been slurping up almost nightly since returning from Rome) while we plot our spending. They finally have permission to build their monastery, so we can clink cups to their ambitious and worship-oriented quest!
One of my sons is complaining to me that he needs shoes and can’t find any he likes, so he wonders if I’ll help him. Oh, brother.
Yes, they’re crocs. I don’t want to hear it. I am aware that Buster wears prettier shoes than I do. Sorry. In my life, the feet must be comfortable, or nothing else goes well. These are comfy, and not completely offensive-looking, but it occurs to me that no one who was paying attention to my comfortable-shoe fetish would ask me to go shopping with them!
Funny thing at Amazon. For some reason they keep listing Disorientation as “out of stock,” and yet copies are being bought from them and delivered, so I guess it’s a glitch. You can sample the book by reading Peter Kreeft’s full contribution on “Progressivism or a bit of one of my essays. Last night I pulled a quote from Dwight Longenecker, on Utilitarianism and put it on facebook:
“Utilitarianism starts as an instinct, develops into a theory, and then grows into a method. Pursued consistently, it becomes an ideology. Utopianism is the misguided ambition that one can build a paradise on earth – and history has shown that such a fantasy always leads to tyranny.”
If you couldn’t get a copy of this to your college-age kid or nephew or grandchild, consider getting them a copy for their Christmas stocking!
UPDATE: Okay, just for the ladies, but seriously, I love this jacket and so I’m asking, are peplums coming back?