Got my first letter from my new pen pal today! We’ve had some difficulties getting our letters to go through—no doubt due to the wonderfully reliable third-party delivery system at LSU. But, now that school is over for the summer, we finally got a letter through, which is terribly exciting! Drafted my response this evening. I’m looking forward to getting to know the entire life...
the sweeter melody: Christian, Where are Your... →
thesweetermelody: I want to make it perfectly clear that Tumblr blogging is not (and should not be) about the notes. However, what notes do provide is an indication of what others enjoy reading, and connect with. At least, that’s been my experience. The moment I start talking about love, romance, future husbands,… This blog. So much good, in the Augustinian Neoplatonic sense.
Gil-galad was an Elven king, of him the harpers sadly sing: the last whose...– J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings
The Dominoes website now plays reggae music for you while giving you periodic updates about the status of your pizza in a Jamaican accent. Our culture has reached its zenith.
‘How shall a man judge what to do in these times?’ ‘As he ever has judged,’...– J.R.R. Tolkien in The Lord of the Rings (via notyourgramma)
I am going to build this house. →
Father, grant moral muscle to this poor child of thine. He is weak, and has but...– Prayer of Jim Elliot
Note: the following is a eulogy my Dad delivered for his best friend from college, the best man from his wedding. He passed away suddenly last weekend, and these words of my dad’s capture well the spirit of this man who figured so prominently in so many of the best stories my dad tells. John Flood was a rare human being, and we will miss him. “What do you call a guy who, while he was...
‘Love God & love people’ is not a summary of the Gospel…it’s a summary of...– Justin Holcomb (via dompascarella)
Mom: Sleep well, dream of philosophical women.
Currently, MS Word is telling me my sentences are grammatically incorrect. It looks right to me, so either I’m too tired and my brain is addled enough that I can’t tell what is correct grammar anymore, or I have transcended grammar and Word is just jealous. I’m gonna go with the latter interpretation.
His wise love feeds us with hunger. It fattens us with famine. Lord! Spoil my...– Samuel Rutherford, Letters (via sungyak)
notyourgramma: … probably my favorite word since moving to the high desert. Well, there’s still monsoon when we aren’t in a drought, and there’s always the dreaded haboob. But wait, what is that? Real rain? Yep, and hail. And no, can’t be, but is that really snow falling on the top of Miller Peak? Unbelievable. Got to confirm that one, but for now, I’ll enjoy living in this probable fantasy. ...
Of road-trips. Of the one thousand, two hundred and fifty-eight mile long black ribbon of pavement between me and home. Of right-handed starbucks double-shots and left-handed steering and music-rhythm tapping. Of the north-bound sunrise on my right and the sultry South in my rearview mirror. I daydream Of zipping past Semis and minivans alike, chewing thoughtfully on beef jerky and...
we all agree that Hume was the original troll? Seriously don’t like that guy, which is problematic because one of my philosophy profs compared my writing to his.
Oh hay look, the future. →
bobthebenevolentdictator: spiritofzork: SayHi translate app, a TUAW article on how cool live translation is! Guys, I totally wrote a paper on how cool it would be if something like this were available. Now it is! Yay technology! :) Totally just bought this app. Me encanta esta aplicacion. (which, according to the app, means I love this app.)
One final down
4500 words in English to go, 1200 words in French to go, 2 more in-class finals to go, 45 Residents to check out, 1 New Orleans to visit, 1258 miles to drive, and then I’m home.
My new hobby:
When people talk on the phone in my presence, assume they’re talking in code and try to figure out what it might mean.
I finally figured out, after two years, how to shift gears on my bike. I feel slightly foolish, but also very excited because I can now easily cruise somewhere slightly north of thirty miles per hour. I now want to get packs and ride my bike on a long trip. Who wants to come with me? Steve?