… my co-worker calling her house so she talk on her answering machine to her dogs… in baby talk. “Whose a good doggy? Whose mommy’s wittle babies? You are! Yes are you!” I work with this woman. Read more

… like the Catholic Church. Word. photo source: Rome of the West Read more

…”Gluttony is the mother of lust, the nourishment of evil thoughts, laziness in fasting, obstacle to asceticism, terror to moral purpose, the imagining of food, sketcher of seasonings, unrestrained colt, unbridled frenzy, receptacle of disease, envy of health, obstruction of the (bodily) passages, groaning of the bowels, the extreme of outrages, confederate of lust, pollution of the intellect, weakness of the body, difficult sleep, gloomy death.” -Evagrius Ponticus Bosch, Seven Deadly Sins & Four Last Things. Read more

… for a long time I’ve feared I might be slightly unstable. I’ve come to terms. However, I continue to be plagued by vivid, often nightmarish in nature, dreams. I should write them down, sell them to Stephen King or Wes Craven and retire spending my reclusive days shuffling around my mansion in tissue box slippers. The intensity of my dreams necessitates that I strictly guard the content of incoming information and imagery. I don’t mind shunning horror movies, its... Read more

… as much as I want my chest pain to cease I’m still not sure I want to start taking Xanax for stress. After having read the side effects and learning that it hard to stop taking it because of withdrawal symptoms I’ve been extra hesitant to pick up my prescription at the pharmacy… that, and I’m not ready to resign myself to mood altering drugs that won’t help the stressors in my life, just make me not give a... Read more

… Eucharistic Congress in Quebec. I don’t understand this fascination with puppetry the Church has developed. Read more

… I want to be a hermit and live in a cave. I’d spit at people and never bathe. Read more

… watch out. Read more

… Into Great Silence and now, more then ever, I want to run off to a convent. … no soundtrack, no commentary, no script, not even a film crew. Just the shots of changing seasons, sunrises and sunsets and the intoning of the monastery bells to mark the passage of time. The silence is interrupted every now and then with the chirping of birds, the mewling of cats, the monks chanting prayers and the sound of turning book pages. The... Read more

Jas 1:27Thus says the Lord: Unstained by the world. And I reply: The world offers selfish ways which will destroy love for all except ourselves. Lord, save us from such contamination. Read more