Over at b4G, MeanDean has put together an excellent Porpoise Driven cache. My thoughts on that here.
Warbloggers, Milbloggers, and Tom Tomorrow
Indepundit takes on Tom Tomorrow. Such a classic, awe-inspiring battle between giants. *sniff*
Update: Heh heh.
It’s Veterans Day! Have you sent mail to our troops yet? I have. Tonight I joined the apartment tenants association to write Christmas cards to our troops via TroopFanMail. Yay. (Hey, they even have an Award for “Excellence.”)
No Country for Old Men
Carl Olson (of Da Vinci Code fame) emailed to say thanks for the Da Vinci post, and to clarify that he is a Catholic of the Byzantine variety, and therefore kisses icons rather than statues. Big difference, I’m told. I have corrected the entry, with my head hung in shame at my lack of attentiveness to these manifestations of religious diversity. Forgive me.
(Title of this post from a Yeats poem, which I first read when I was a little boy. It was the example text for a lesson in BASIC, in which I used the PRINT command to output the poem in the shape of a lamp.)
Ultimate Virus
Isn’t it funny that the first documented computer virus was announced on the same day as Windows, twenty years ago today? But Windows isn’t a virus, right?
Stick That Way?
If you have just recently installed OS X 10.3 Panther, stop fiddling with Exposé. You know what mama used to say about being slapped on the back while making ugly faces.
T&T
Really enjoying Tertius and Tektonics. And yet more insight into The Da Vinci Code.
Steve, Don’t Eat It!
Over at The Sneeze, a guy named Steve is sampling Beggin’ Strips, Pickled Pork Rinds, and Potted Meat Food Product. It’s like Stink Factor, only without money.
Hippocampus Attractions
Over at HipEx (cool abbreviation, eh?), Karen is writing about Attraction and relationships: part 1, part 2. (Nice to see that Ben is back in action, too.)
Earlier this year, as I began a tender friendship with the lady who would eventually catch my heart, HipEx’s Male and Female issue was a beacon of wisdom and guidance, especially the perspectives on Josh Harris (1, 2). It’s a constant source of frustration to me that the common terms for a boy-girl relationship, “going out” and “dating,” are such superficial terms, but “courtship” — actually my preferred term for what Amy and I are in — carries so much religious-cultural baggage that to say we are “courting” is more awkward than just telling everyone that “we’re seeing each other,” or the even more ambiguous “it’s us now.”
She’s my girlfriend, and after half a year of being together, we’re considering the possibility of marriage a bit later on in life. What do you call that?
Oh yeah, Dordting!
Write Your Blessed Name
Write Your blessed name, O Lord, upon my heart / There to remain so indelibly engraved / That no prosperity / That no adversity / shall ever move me from your love.
Be to me a strong tower of defense / A comforter in tribulation, a deliv’rer in distress / And a faithful Guide to the courts of heav’n / to the courts of heav’n / Through the many temptations / and dangers / of this life.
O Jesu, my only Savior!
Write Your blessed name, O Lord, upon my heart / There to remain so indelibly engraved / That no prosperity / That no adversity / shall ever, ever, ever move me from your love.
– text by Thomas á Kempis, arr. Dale Grotenhuis
Homeland of the Bizarre
I’m so glad he’s done with the “Filipino Senior Citizen’s European Travel Journal” column series: now, we have another fun Soliven wrap-up, covering the airport tower takeover, Davide impeachment, San Miguel, and Disneyland all in one long-winded breath.