Jaquandor, the Buffalo area’s finest blogger, asks:
1. Are there any words you dislike, just because of the sound of them and not necessarily the meaning?
Used to be that German words I tended to dislike as too gutteral. The K sound would get stuck on the roof of my mouth. But I’ve mellowed, and nothing immediately comes to mind.
2. Are there any subjects you really want to know more about and yet never seem to get around to learning about?
Oh, yeah, dozens, everything from various sciences, such as astronomy and botany; to languages, which I do not seem to have a talent for, starting with Spanish and Latin. But I’ve resigned myself to the fact that I probably won’t do anything about it unless I give up something else, and evidently, I’m not willing to do that.
3. Are you surprised that gay marriage passed in New York? (I am, a little….)
Heck, yeah. It failed miserably some 600 days earlier, when the State Senate was controlled by the Democrats. OK, “controlled” is probably an overstatement Continue reading Roger Answers Your Questions, Tom the Mayor and Jaquandor
I knew that the vote was coming, but I didn’t know what the outcome until I saw the news stories about the Presbyterian church allowing gays to serve as ministers and lay leaders:
“A debate that has raged within the Presbyterian Church for more than three decades culminated Tuesday with ratification of a measure allowing the ordination of gay and lesbian ministers and lay leaders, while giving regional church bodies the ability to decide for themselves.
“With the vote of its regional organization in Minnesota, the Presbyterian Church USA became the fourth mainline Protestant church to allow gay ordination, following the Episcopal and Evangelical Lutheran churches and the United Church of Christ.”
The MSNBC story actually gave the best description I saw of the process Continue reading Presbyterian Church allows gay ordination
It’s my wife’s birthday today – happy birthday, Carol! – and we have been chuckling lately over something that started off as annoying.
She’s a deacon in our church. A few weeks ago, she substituted for another deacon in preparing a snack for after the service. She had bought, with her own money, a block of cheese, had cut it up, put it on a plastic plate, covered it up with plastic wrap, and brought it to church at 9:30 a.m., at which point she went to Bible study.
At 10:30, she went to transfer said cheese onto a nicer plate, but she could not find the cheese. She looked around for a time, finally finding the plate of cheese in the garbage. There were other snacks, but she was understandably annoyed, actually less about the waste of money and more about the waste of time preparing said cheese, then looking for it.
There is a policy – these are Presbyterians, so naturally there’s a policy – that food in the refrigerator need be labeled and dated, but Carol never thought that the food she brought could be dumped in an hour. (By contrast, when they cleaned out the refrigerators at my work place on July 9, we got a week’s e-mail notice, with large notices also on the fridges.)
Carol tells the deacon for whom she substituted about the situation, so she could be alerted when next that deacon served snacks the following week. Then the fun began Continue reading In the "Who moved my cheese?" department