This pic posted by Drudge got me longing for the good ol’ days of my childhood. Back when I didn’t know that campy was camp; but I did know that having a gay ol’ time was watching the Flintstones. It was a time when making music, and doing it well, mattered more than … O. My. Gosh. Speaking of Dynamic Duos, Captain Fantastic & the Brown Dirt Cowboy is still one of my favorites. (I always thought the line about... Read more

Pic from another church’s Halloween service. Good Lord. “Once I was at Mass in the Cathedral in Santa Fe during Indian fair, and the Indian moderator explained that the Buffalo dance was a way that his people had worshipped the Great Spirit, and now they danced in gratitude to Jesus and NOT TO APPLAUD – THE DANCE WAS A PRAYER. The dance was too long to do at mass, so they would finish it in the plaza afterwards. After Communion... Read more

“Whatever requires an undue amount of thought or trouble or involves a large expenditure of effort and causes our whole life to revolve, as it were, around solicitude for the flesh must be avoided by Christians.” — St Basil the Great Thanks to FWD from Fr Josiah Trenham. Read more

About that Halloween “Mass” … Like Dawn, I only watched the beginning snippet. Couldn’t bear to see it through. But, I can understand. Really, I can. It is often thought that mocking the devil is a holy endeavor. “Look! We can dress up like devils, serve the Mass, and still … be able to live another day. Ha-ha! God doesn’t care about our fun and frolic!” And, of course, that is true. He, the He, just plain don’t care (for... Read more

For several years Father Fred Bailey of Corpus Christichurch in the diocese of Orange, California, has had a special Halloween mass. It features devils giving out communion The cantor is a witch. Fred said “As goblins and ghouls, we raise one voice: Our Father…” but I doubt that the Father he addressed was the one in Heaven, but rather the Father of lies. Fred himself dressed up as Barney as the musicians played theme from the Adams Family … More... Read more

No more boom box cars. When I was young, you could play your KISS tapes as loud as you wanted. Back then, speakers had only a tinny AM type a sound. Even when Disco threatened world civ, no one’s doors rattled with its dizzying round-n-round. No sir. But these days, it’s quieter in Iraq than on the streets of a Merica. If I am elected, I will see to it that there’s a sound ordinance phone number, like the current... Read more

The restaurant across the street from St George, Cleburne’s Cafeteria, had a big Do yesterday, rolling back prices to 1941 — to celebrate 65 years. (Dinners were 45 cents, desserts 08 cents, etc. Click here, scroll down.) They hosted live entertainment all the day long. Here’s Helen with an Elvis impersonator. Actually, I think that is Elvis. While I have your attention … here’s the funniest thing you’ll read in the next few minutes (maybe all day). Read more

Former Episcopalian, Orthodox Priest in Dixie, frequent Commentor on Pontifications, a fine pastor and all-round good guy, Fr Stephen Freeman … now has a blog. Read more

I beseech You, O God, send me help from your highest heavens so that I may keep afar from my heart every evil intention and every carnal wish. Do not cast me, Lord, from your protection lest my adversary find me.0 name of Jesus, key to all gifts, open up for me the great door to your treasurehouse so that I may enter and praise you with the praise that comes from the heart in return for your mercies which... Read more

The choice is between those who understand, even if they are poor specimens of Christian devotion, that the very existence of the Christian God must relegate politics to the status of a temporary and at best secondary good, and those who do not understand this, those for whom politics or sex or material status or some poisonous chimera amalgamated from them all — a creature with the head of a CEO, the claws of a bond trader, and the groin... Read more