11 March 2011 – Ashes To Ashes and Ball Joints to Dust

I remember Lent from my childhood. A small monastic inclination in the day-to-day, a paper bag in a cupboard with candy deferred, and a cloud of not understanding that I liked. Here’s how it showed up this year.

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All the best in your preparation.

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David

1 March 2011 – “No! I am Spartacus! And Those Are My Red Shoes.”

Some red splotches, some red shoes…go figure.

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But this story doesn’t end with murderous dreams. It switches to separate events and a confluence.

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“Between saying and doing, many a pair of shoes is worn out.” Iris Murdoch

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Thankfully there are exceptions.

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David

5 February 2011 – Table Talk

People often ask me what it’s like to live/work in Kenya. It’s not so much “like” anything else that I know. And mostly it resists adequate verbal explanation. So in the interest of showing rather than telling, I thought I’d let you in on what we did when we needed eight tables for the property. We wanted them to be folding and as much as possible, everlasting, and though we looked high and low, couldn’t find a Costco. The small story that follows will serve as well as anything I can think of as an answer to the question. Any questions?

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Stop by some time, pull up a bench, and do your homework.

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David