The Crescat
… Hit myself in the face with the phone receiver while answering the phone and giving myself a black eye. Happy stinkin’ Monday. Telephones; creating a hazardous work environment since 1870. Read more
… Hit myself in the face with the phone receiver while answering the phone and giving myself a black eye. Happy stinkin’ Monday. Telephones; creating a hazardous work environment since 1870. Read more
… Last Friday the cutest little elderly couple came into my office. They had just rented a little place and were moving in that day. I couldn’t help but notice how they treated each other – like giggly love struck teenagers. Turns out they were getting married the next day at their grandsons church and having a small reception at his house. They were positively smitten in love. On Tuesday the new bride came into my office to give us... Read more
Francisco de Goya, Portrait of Doña Isabel de Porcel c. 1805 Read more
… Yeah, me neither. Proverbs 29: [9] If a wise person disputes with a fool, there is railing and ridicule but no resolution. … My take away; never scrimp on wedding gifts. Read more
… Someone once told me that when we are in a state of mortal sin God doesn’t hear our prayers. Our sinful actions have severed our relationship with Christ and our prayers fall on deaf ears or some other such bleakness. I had always been a bit suspicious of this bit of information; how else do sinners experience conversation? I think my entire early twenties was a perpetual state of moral sin and debauchery yet there I was on my... Read more
… For something as seemingly infinite as the internet, things are starting to feel a bit crowded around here. Stifling to the point of suffocation. If you’ve ever ended a long distance relationship you understand the small solace found in knowing you’ll never be subjected to those painfully awkward moments of running into each other in public and enduring the strained exchanges that follow. But there’s no escaping the internet. Facebook is six degrees of Kevin Bacon. Everyone is a... Read more
… If you don’t already, follow Catholic Memes. And be sure to check out the edible art restoration too. Read more
… If I could go back in time and meet twenty year old riot grrrl me, I’d look something like this. “Grrr. I’m angry. Some patriarchal man in Washington wants to control my vagina.” OK. Maybe not to that extreme. Even in my hardest hard core days of feminazism I never took the stance that abortion on demand and at any gestational stage was a good and noble thing. I did; however, buy completely into the rhetoric my Feminist Theory... Read more
… I love the internet. Lookit what I found. A Fulflej video. Who? I bought my first bass guitar, a bright blue Fender Squier, from the lead singer. I loved that Fender. More than I loved the boy who taught me how to play it; the shy bassist for a punk band called, of all things, Eucharist. Life is full of ironies. Now, lets just pray those photos of me with a mohawk never surface. Read more
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