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…on Friday the Thirteenth, mwahaha:
- “Educational Comics” from Image and Narrative
- Cartoons about cooking from The Cartoonist Group
- Cooking with Matt Wagner from Comic Book Resources
- Matzo brei remix in another language
- Cheap Thrills, a culinary comic
- Tako, a cartoon octopus: “the only cooking show hosted by an appetizer”
- Cook’s Illustrated: the New Best Recipe
- America’s Test Kitchen: Family Cookbook
- Cuisine at Home
- Ma Gastronomie - best French cooking
- Autobiogiographix - includes the Comic Book Chef
- Logos
- Business
- Manga Cookbook
Okay, so I’m getting off track. Happy 23rd birthday, Siwei.
I caught the last 2 of 4 hours (see below) of Pangea Day (thanks, Hannah, for figuring out our time zone’s period: 1-5 pm). Pangea Day is really a wish come true for founder Jehane Noujaim, who won the 2006 TED Award. You can watch the rest on the site.
Segment 07: Us/Them (continuation)
- Film: Stille Post (Telephone Game), directed by Oliver Rauch. Children pass a secret message along in a familiar childhood game — but their classmate doesn’t realize the message is at his expense.
- Film: Operation Homecoming: Road Work, directed by Richard E. Robbins. “War is a passage — whether you live or you die.”
- Iranian underground indie rockers Hypernova jam out.
- Film: Sili (The Slap). A soldier, a young woman, a colonel, and an old woman board a train. Nobody, save one of them, can explain what happens next.
- We Feel Fine, by Jonathan Harris. The artist and computer scientist makes online art that captures the world’s expression – to show off a world that resonates with shared emotions, concerns, problems, triumphs, and troubles. “Whether you’re a billionaire or a refugee, a prisoner or a president, you have feelings,” Harris says. And his website “harvests” feelings from the Web. A sample of how people are feeling right now: “I feel like a hack… I feel I could be doing more… I just want to feel alive for the first time in my life… I feel so much of my Dad in me–that there isn’t room for me.”
- Film: Meninos (Boys), directed by Ernesto Molinero. Boys in a Brazilian school deal with the daily trials of childhood — and emerge better friends.
- What are your fears?
- Ishmael Beah. A former child soldier speaks out on violence and healing. A simple life was transformed by violence when Ishmael Beah was recruited, at age 13, to fight as a child soldier.
“We have a repsonbility to expose ourselves to our world, to see our common humanity, tolearn about other people — not only in times of war, but in times of peace.” - Film: Inja (Dog), directed by Steve Pasvolsky. In South Africa, a long-brutalized dog comes between a white landowner and his young black farmhand.
- What makes you angry?
- Rwandan singer-songwriter Jean-Paul Samputu is a cultural ambassador — bringing traditional African singing, dancing and drumming, and a message of peace, hope and reconciliation, to the world.
- Eboo Patel on perceptions of race; overcoming bias, and stereotype. William Stafford said, “If you don’t know the kind of person I am / and I don’t know the kind of person you are / a pattern that others made may prevail in the world.” Patel says, “It’s time for a pattern of pluralism to prevail over the pattern of fear.”
- What gives you joy and makes you laugh?
- Film: Laughter Club, by Neil Davenport. People around the world are gathering in Laughter Clubs — to share one of the most profound human universals.
- A Global Laugh: Dr. Kataria leads the world in laughter, with actress Goldie Hawn.
- Soaring, heartfelt songs from Rokia Traore. This Malian singer blends the traditions of her Bamana heritage with a modern singer-songwriter’s approach to music-making. Her smooth vocals mix with the soulful sounds of traditional instruments to create intoxicating music.
- Pangea Day founder Jehane Noujaim!
- H.M. Queen Noor of Jordan. A message of unity; stories that span civilizations.
- Film: Encounter Point, directed by Ronit Avni and Julia Bacha.
- Bereaved Families Forum: Robi Damelin and Ali Abu Awwad. ““I lost my brother, I lived all my life in refugee camps, I gave up the vast majority of my dreams, but I have not lost my mind. The Jews are not my enemies. Your enemy is your fear.”
- Combatants for Peace, directed by Jehane Noujaim. The film tells us stories of soldiers who gave up fighting when they realized they were fighting against civilians, and not against any kind of evil. Ex-combatants from both sides, Palestinians and Israelis, decided to fight for peace rather than fight for the cause of one of the sides. “We have to learn to use our pain for peace. We must put an end to this war. We have a partnership for peace. We need to live in peace.”
- Yonathan Shapira and Bassam Aramin take the stage in London — where, sadly, the words that Shapira had prepared for this day are overcome by tragic news.
- Music from Dave Stewart — with surprise guest Nadirah X.
- Karen Armstrong. Live from London: a religious scholar with a message of tolerance and compassion. This scholar and writer is a provocative, original thinker on the role of religion in the modern world. She is leveraging her 2008 Ted Prize to build a Charter for Compassion, a UN-like forum where religious leaders can work together for peace. “The human mission is to build a global community. All of us have to engage in it. We have to engage in the golden rule which applies to all religions….Every single one of the world’s major faiths believes that it is not sufficient to just extend your compassion to those in your own group; you must take it to out to others as well.”
- Film: L’Homme Sans Tete (The Man Without a Head), directed by Juan Solanas. The man without a head will meet his true love tonight. For this occasion, he shall buy a head.
- Join the Global Drumbeat
That’s this Sunday’s edition of Shortcuts, sponsored by Jawsica Simpson: “This entertainment business is full of sharks!” I guess it was simply coincidence that the topic coincided with the following comic published today:
Some punny jokes for you:
- Where do sharks do their shopping? At the maul.
- What does it cost to see a shark? An arm and a leg.
- How do you communicate with a shark? Drop it a line.
- Where do sharks go on vacation? Finland.
Monday, March 31, 2008. Rick’s gone for Dr. Barber’s bachelor party. He was really hoping Sammy would come, but predicted correctly that he’d back out. So the three other people know each other for a long time, and Rick only knows Dr. Barber. Elderine is sick, and definitely Janet is as well. I had two new patients, but Sally informed us that one of them had a shoelace around her neck and the 1:1 didn’t seem too concerned. We had an Asian Indian guy, which is unusual. This guy finally left; he looked happy. After lunch, Elderine supervised as I admininstered a safety evaluation to a Spanish speaker (with the help of a translator). The rest of the day was paperwork: picking up five printed brochures (thanks, Christi!), write-ups. I left at 5 pm and called Phoebe (Linton, Hannah, and her played scrabble Saturday night). Then I worked on my activity analysis until 11:30 pm.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008. It was an…exciting self-care group this morning. One of our longer-term patients was very cute, complimenting Elderine on her apparent weight loss. She also apologized for putting her hand in the vaseline (we usually dispense into a cup using a craft/popsicle stick since it’s public usage). She sort of emulated a new patient who was manic and I called for help. She didn’t hit me, but she charged into the room, actually nonintentionally flinging the pen hanging from my neck across the room. Victor had to take her out. He later said that if Rick was there, he’d just let her be (since I didn’t want her there since she wasn’t evaluated yet). Elderine explained the implications it would’ve had if someone did indeed get hurt, and she wasn’t evaluated. I realize that each therapist has a different approach and judgment regarding safety awareness and responses. I’ll go by the rules. I played Rummy with a patient until task group started, which she attended. I met with a patient for reality orientation, and he actually filled out the two worksheets. I was more impressed by what he knew (I thought he really didn’t know anything); he knew about Obama and Hilary Clinton. I picked up seven brochures from downstairs (thanks, Jessica!). I finally called the translator to help me evaluate a Spanish-speaking-but-can-understand/listen-English patient. And I might as well do a quick re-evaluation with another Spanish-speaking patient (she’s lonely because no one really speaks Spanish :’( boo). I had a talk with the psych tech Michael Castro while waiting for a patient to come out of the shower. Get Fuzzy had a funny combo going: Simon and Garfield :-D
Wednesday, April 2, 2008. Rick is back, with lots to do. He demonstrated administering the KELS (which I read three Mondays ago) with one of our patients. After lunch I did two evaluations I had deferred from before. We had a family meeting from 2:30 to 3:30 pm. The new patient was still quite manic and was intrusive with the family so I played Pitty Pat with her (she sort of taught me - didn’t seem all that fun to me). Someone had a foul odor from her mouth so I asked her to brush her teeth, which she did well. I wonder why she has halitosis, then. At night, FBCC had our Ladies Group. Interesting conversations ensued afterwards: wanting to pop breasts (like Fergie jiggled hers), eating Cocoa-Dusted Almonds by Harrods when Jessie’s coworker went to London, checking out tickets from StubHub (recommended by Carolyn Lee).
Thursday, April 3, 2008. During rounds, I stayed a bit to hear Dr. Barber ask the medical students some questions. Did you know? Those diagnosed with schizophrenia die two decades before the general population secondary to suicide and other self-harm (e.g. neglect of self-care). We had ice cream floats and cake at 11 this morning for Doctors’ Appreciation Day. Afterwards we had a family meeting with a mother and sister, and I felt really bad for them because you can tell they care deeply for the patient but that they were frazzled and didn’t know what else to do. We don’t quite know either, but we did know that this is not yet his baseline. All I could give them was a NAMI Family-to-Family information, to maybe help with their emotions with dealing with all this relapse, and maybe get some financial assistance. After lunch I performed a KELS with supervision from Rick. After work I went to Hobby Lobby to buy some supplies for doing my activity analysis. I also went next door to Sports Authority to buy a beach ball (to test if using a dry-erase marker will wipe off).
Friday, April 4, 2008. I reported on the KELS in rounds as instructed by Rick (since we OT usually don’t participate in rounds on Fridays) then left. At first I thought Team B had 4 new evaluations, but that would total 11, so just 3. After lunch, I found out that actually the third one was Team C since the doctor written down was Dr. Coverdale. Thus instead I performed the KELS on one of the patients. His records came over from HCPC and I wanted to go through it but really I didn’t have the time; Sonja said it might help me with writing up the KELS, though. Since I had so many evaluations, Rick was nice and did bingo in the afternoon so I would have more time to write up my paperwork. I left at 4:45. Inch called as I was on the bus home. He asked me if I was available Saturday. He said that Sarah’s leaning towards staying in Houston, for multiple reasons: her family is in Houston, changing her major from Biblical counseling to Christian Education with a Counseling Certificate to cover/learn more, etc. I wonder what my hand/finger size is. I read Siwei’s new blog, and went to this website: yujawang.com. She’s a pretty, girly, talented, young pianist :-)
April is National Poetry Month. And it’s also Occupational Therapy Month. And Cancer Control Month, Alcohol Awareness Month, Stress Awareness Month, International Guitar Month, Keep America Beautiful Month, National Anxiety Month, National Humor Month, National Welding Month, National Garden Month, Uh-Huh Month….
Uh-huh, so the Houston Chronicle publishes a daily poem selected by books editor Fritz Lanham. Today’s is titled “Cherubic” by James Tate. My reaction after reading the below is, this is more disorganized than my patients! Most of my patients are circumstantial in their thinking, or at most tangential. The following content seems to display flight of ideas, to my inexperienced eyes:
I took my daughter Kelsey to the train:
station. As the train was leaving, we waved
and waved to one another. I never saw her again.
She went on to become the first woman on the moon.
How she got there nobody knew. And she never
came back, as far as I know. And she never wrote
me a letter, she never called. I just hope she’s
happy, my moonbeam. Every night I’m at my telescope.
I’ve seen dinosaurs, snow leopards, flamingoes.
I saw a one-eyed dog wagging its tail. I saw a
mail truck. I saw a sailboat, but, of course,
there is no water. I saw a sign for water pointing
to the earth. I saw a sign for hamburgers
pointing to the earth. And I saw a little girl
fall off her tricycle. A poof of atomic tangerine
dust, that’s all. I never saw the girl again.
The tumbled tricycle’s wheels kept spinning.
Sleep, I said, sleep, little baby.
I like this one (http://www.ddaze.com/04LVResource/zVillanelle.htm) suggested by someone who commented. It’s “Voice Mail Villanelle” by Dan Skwire:
We’re grateful that you called today
And sorry that we’re occupied.
We will be with you right away.Press one if you would like to stay,
Press two if you cannot decide.
We’re grateful that you called today.Press three to end this brief delay,
Press four if you believe we’ve lied.
We will be with you right away.Press five to hear some music play,
Press six to speak with someone snide.
We’re grateful that you called today.Press seven if your hair’s turned gray,
Press eight if you’ve already died.
We will be with you right away.Press nine to hear recordings say
That service is our greatest pride.
We’re grateful that you called today.
We will be with you right away.
And the commenter Salicional also mentioned the following poem by Austin Dobson. It’s called “When I Saw You Last, Rose”:
When I saw you last, Rose,
You were only so high;–
How fast the time goes!Like a bud ere it blows,
You just peeped at the sky,
When I saw you last, Rose!Now your petals unclose,
Now your May-time is nigh;–
How fast the time goes!And a life,–how it grows!
You were scarcely so shy,
When I saw you last, Rose!In your bosom it shows
There’s a guest on the sly;
(How fast the time goes!)Is it Cupid? Who knows!
Yet you used not to sigh,
When I saw you last, Rose;–
How fast the time goes!
And Chingo Bling reads “Wind and Water and Stone” by Octavio Paz, a Mexican poet, writer, and diplomat who won the 1990 Nobel Prize for Literature.
This week is spring break for many people, including the social worker. That means the social worker on Team C has to look over both Team B and Team C patients (follow-up appointments, possible placement options, etc.). Obviously she can’t participate in both Teams’ rounds, so Rick reminded me to inform her of who’s being discharged and whatnot when I hear that information.
Monday, March 17, 2008. One patient was discharged on Friday and now he’s back! Man, that sucks. Another patient was “forced” to leave because he started saying (i.e. making up?) symptoms so he could stay here longer (he probably won’t do well if he leaves, functional-level wise). We finally met up with a patient’s significant other (family meeting) to get the other side of the story of one patient who’s quite a mystery to us all (psychosis? depression? schizophrenia? drugs?). One patient left pretty quickly today, so I had to catch him on the elevator. I was sort of on edge because when he came in he was on 2:1, but then I thought, but they’re just letting him go outside, so it should be safe :-) He’s a charmer, haha. Rick also encouraged me to teach another patient how to dress using just one limb. I don’t even think about physical dysfunction anymore wow. But I did remember the steps because we had to pretend to be a patient while I was taking the class in school, so I remember it clearly. Unfortunately, I couldn’t think of anything regarding pulling the hair back into a ponytail with one arm. For dinner, my parents and I ate at Old Place Cafe (although we parked in front of CoCo’s, haha - changed mind). We said hello to Grace Hsiau’s dad, who was there by himself.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008. Today’s Janet’s birthday! Boo, ANOTHER patient returns (yesterday’s guy has schizophrenia most likely, this girl has mania no doubt). I actually evaluated a patient with another patient’s help in translation, hehe. Well, as the patient translator could tell obviously, this new patient was too disorganized to really answer anything, even “do you have pain?”. In the afternoon I showed the patient (my translator haha) a book that Sally gave me to share: [I forgot and can't find if I had written it down, grrr, it's about living with one arm in a two-arm world]. I tried to engage a patient in a game because he’s very distracted, or even in looking through a magazine and tearing out pages he liked, but to no avail. I engaged another patient in a card game, and she was so surprisingly pleasant, even telling me to go eat lunch but also stating that if I had time later she would love to continue playing. I did, this time making a bigger effort to convince her that her delusions are just that, but of course she started getting agitated so I backed off. Afterwards, Tiffany Lin picked me up and we ate dinner at Van Loc with everyone else (excluding me) who was going to the Rockets game.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008. In the morning Rick bought me breakfast (I picked a croissant which actually wasn’t that good but of course I didn’t say anything) as we checked over the patient education materials that were going to be discussed this morning. We chatted a little: turns out intially all he wanted to do was rehab, and he got a job, but during that interval before his first day, he got this psych job, loved it, and stuck with it. The meeting itself was quite long-winded, especially doing all the corrections regarding the rules/regulations for the 3D and 3E nurseries (reminded me of my peds rotation). We just missed the shuttle so we had to wait half an hour for it to return; when it finally came around we hopped on before it made the U-turn because it was so windy cold. The two ladies talked about their weekend. Rick joined in, saying that he went to Kemah over the weekend with his family in town, and he paid $5 for a nasty-tasting hot dog. They were saying how everything is higher priced nowadays. Jokingly, that since Ben Taub has zoo passes that are given to patients for free admission, we could scalp them LOL.
We had lunch at Hungry’s since we could…. They “forced” Jennifer to come, even though she wanted to stay behind, all alone, eating her homemade lunch (she usually buys out) of cooked tilapia, steamed cauliflower, etc. When we came back we played bean bag, then I tried to play cards, dominoes, anything with one Spanish-speaking patient. She just kept saying, “No puedo” for some reason, even for simply pushing the first domino for the subsequent dominoes to fall. I spent downtime trying to call for next Wednesday (field trip). At home I stumbled upon All Over Coffee.
Thursday, March 20, 2008. As I got off 292 this morning in front of the log cabin, there was a couple of light honks, so I turned around to see Sally (with Rick in her passenger seat) shouting to me, “Did you wear red?” LOL. She and Rick did, and Elderine did as well, coincidentally. Basically yesterday afternoon Janet and Sally were saying how it’s nice to have new employees because they volunteer for everything and believe everything, so that if they were to say it was wear-red day, Jennifer would comply. I guess it’s an omen for a good day ;-) eh? Ping Lau came to check up on us, and of course he’s rooting for me to come fill some of their job openings since he’s seen me in peds AND psych. I pulled out the parachute and Rick and Sally found it would be a nice change from their usual games. It really brightened up one of our look-down-on-the-ground patients.
Rick’s car’s steering wheel pulley had problems. He had made a stop in the morning and fortunately a guy came and observed and commented that he could fix it up since it turned out he was a mechanic! So Rick left right before lunch to have it fixed. During lunch, they were talking about gambling (since Dr. Barber’s bachelor party is in Vegas) and timeshares. After lunch I asked a Spanish-speaking patient to point out the date on the calendar in the day area, and she pointed to April 15 (tax day) hehe. I played the football-on-a-string (the one we used in Guatemala) with a patient–a real arm workout for both of us. We were both sleepy afterwards lol. As I was leaving, one patient asked me to bring her information about Madagascar and quantum physics. Okay..sure…. I tried to catch Jennifer for a ride home, but I couldn’t find her. Still, it wasn’t bad, because the bus came at 5:05 so I was home by 5:40.
Friday, March 21, 2008. I tried to research a new leisure activity for our therapeutic activity group, but the system blocks “games” as a search term. We just played basketball again, and then extended bingo in the afternoon. Jocelyn came to visit! with her mom and daughter Ceriana. I showed one patient (who’s name reminds me of an old Stafford classmate) how to play Sudoku, but of course since I’m not exactly a pro myself, she didn’t really catch on that quickly - she returned to her word searches LOL (I don’t blame her). I talked with a patient about his CAH (command auditory hallucinations) and it’s possible link to his lack of social interaction, which he admits to isolating himself (What’s it like hearing voices others can’t hear by Ralph Hoffman). I also stumbled upon how to diffuse grandiose delusions ([had it open on monitor at work but distracted and went away and person using the computer after me closed the website, boo!]). Anyway, yes, I work tomorrow! (That was sarcasm.)
A sunday school teacher asked her class to draw pictures of their favorite Bible stories. She was puzzled by one child’s picture, which showed four people on an airplane, so she asked him which story it was meant to represent. “The flight to Egypt,” was his reply. Pointing at each figure, his teacher said, “That must be Mary, Joseph, and baby Jesus. But who’s the fourth perosn?” “Oh, that’s Pontius–the pilot!”
“Indeed Herod and Pontius Pilate met together with the Gentiles and the people of Israel in this city to conspire against your holy servant Jesus, whom you anointed. They did what your power and will had decided beforehand should happen. Now, Lord, consider their threats and enable your servants to speak your word with great boldness. Stretch out your hand to heal and perform miraculous signs and wonders through the name of your holy servant Jesus.” After they prayed, the place where they were meeting was shaken. And they were all filled with the Holy Spirit and spoke the word of God boldly. (Acts 4:27-31)
http://www.paulmadonna.com/aoc/
Houston Outreach Medicine, Education, and Social Services (or H.O.M.E.S.) is a multi-institutional, multi-disciplinary student-run free clinic for the homeless of Houston. HOMES is an innovative and exciting new program in which the major higher educational institutions of Houston collaborate with community organizations to provide quality, accessible healthcare and social services to the homeless. Sunday was the day chosen for the clinic, because a situational needs assessment conducted that year showed that there was no medical care available to the homeless on Sundays other than the Emergency Room. In 2000, the clinic opened at its original location, the Lord of the Streets (L.O.T.S.), a facility for the homeless that included the Caritas Health Care Clinic. Then in 2007, the clinic officially completed a move to a new location, the Cathedral Clinic at Christ Church Cathedral. The unique three-part learning experience includes social, professional, and personal aspects. During the operation of the clinic, public health, medical, and pharmacy students work together to provide a wide breadth of care, support, and services to the patients. At the end of their stay, students are involved in a reflection period to discuss the experiences, impressions, and thoughts of how these have impacted their view of the homeless population, healthcare, and themselves as providers (http://homeless-healthcare.org/ –> http://homes-clinic.com/default.aspx).
mandatum novum do vobis ut diligatis invicem sicut dilexi vos
–Caroline Baum. Here’s a fun crossword she mentioned in her article: ”If I Wrote the Dictionary” by Merle Reagle / Grey Matter Masher (?). This is the crossword filled out. Some entries:
the transforming of people into swine: PIGMENTATION (”pig+transformation”)
the practice of kissing in parked cars: NECROMANCY (”necking+romance”)
affliction common to rodeo clowns: BRONCHITIS (”bronco+itis”)
school that teaches how to write commercials: ADVERSITY (”ad+university”)
able to bypass a key-based security device (said of burglars, escape artists, etc.): CIRCUMLOCUTORY (”circum+lock+utory”)
tending to bump into the bed when hurrying in the dark : RAMBUNCTIOUS (”ram+bunk+uous”)
slang — a dollar bill: BUCKAROO
any large convalescent home: RESTITUTION (”rest+institution”)
chairs, sofas, etc. that are hard to sit on: DISCOMFITURE ( “discomfort+furniture”)
afraid of being injected : HYPOALLERGENIC (as in “hypodermic allergy”)
to reverse the maturing process of wine or beer: DEFERMENT (as in “un-ferment”)
containing excessive compost: TUMULTUOUS (”too-mulch-uous”)
Circe’s all-vowel island: AEAEA (in the Czech Republic, many islands are named with many consonants in desperate need of vowels)
the act of tying shoestrings: LACERATION (”lace+ration”)
an all-male function; stag party: MANIFEST (”man+festival”)
muddy buildup on the soles of sneakers: KEDGE (Keds+sludge)
raillike bird: SORA (or short-billed bird of the family Rallidae)
musical “sweet potato”: OCARINA (egg-like shape, really)
guitar-related overload: FRETFUL (”frets+full”)
Dirty Mouth Test 37
http://www.splendad.com/ads/show/863-Orbit-Euphemisms
Scowling, a woman bursts into an office holding a heavy box.
Wife: “You son of a biscuit-eating bulldog!”
Husband: “What the French, toast?!”
Wife: “Did you think I wouldn’t find out about your little doo-doo-head cootie queen?”
Mistress: ”Who are you calling a cootie queen, you lint-licker!”
Wife: ”Pickle you kumquat!”
Husband: ”You’re overreacting….”
Wife: “No, Bill, overreacting was when I put your convertible into a wood chipper. Stinky McStinkface!”
Mistress: “You Hoboken.”
All three of them start fighting, but because they were all chewing Orbit gum, none used dirty language.
The Orbit spokeswoman is off to the side and says, “Fabulous! New Orbit Raspberry Mint cleans another dirty mouth.”
and extra work! Three of my patients were discharged today, whew! And sadly one of our patients who only recently left like last week is already back in the downstairs emergency room, calling himself Ray Love. I don’t think we’ll be taking him this time around. Also, today happens to be Go Texan Day here in Houston, Texas. And since it’s also a leap day, apparently it’s also Sadie Hawkins Day. Today is also the last day to do early voting in the Democratic and Republican primaries.
http://www.chiff.com/a/leap-year.htm
http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/life/main/5580191.html
WHY LEAP YEAR?
It takes the earth 365.2422 days to make a trip around the sun, and a leap year accounts for that little bit left over on the Gregorian calendar. But simply adding a Feb. 29 every four years doesn’t quite keep the calendar accurate. Therefore, we observe the following rules:
1. Every year divisible by four is a leap year
2. Unless the year is also divisible by 100
3. But if the year is further divisible by 400, then it is a leap year. Thus, 1900 was not a leap year but 2000 was.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
Papa John’s and Boston Market are offering free food today to anyone born on Feb. 29.
I sprained my ankle so the first week of work I had to limp around on a pair of crutches. This week I’m still recovering from the sprained ankle but now I have to contend with a cold as well (thank God it’s not the flu). Last night I was in bed before 9 p.m., so I’m trying to copy that tonight. As soon as I came home, I ate dinner, organized some papers, and then propped my right leg up and gave myself a dose of Pushing Daisies from the web (since the show hasn’t come back yet from the writers’ strike). Apparently they have a comic outside of the show (thus it is more gruesome). But they also have comic-ized versions of the episodes. Aren’t they sweet?
The Wednesday after Quinquagesima Sunday, which is the first day of the Lenten fast, derives its name from dies cinerum (day of ashes). On this day, before the service, all the faithful are to approach the altar, where the priest, dipping his thumb into ashes previously blessed, marks the forehead with the sign of the cross, saying the words: “Remember man that thou art dust and unto dust thou shalt return.” The ashes used in this ceremony are made by burning the remains of the palms blessed on the Palm Sunday of the previous year. In the blessing of the ashes four prayers are used, all of them ancient. The ashes are sprinkled with holy water and fumigated with incense. The priest himself receives, either standing or seated, the ashes from another priest, usually the highest in dignity of those present.
The reception of a sacramental which is full of the symbolism of penance is mentioned in the Anglo-Saxon homilist Ælfric assumes that it applies to all classes of men. “We read”, he says, “in the books both in the Old Law and in the New that the men who repented of their sins bestrewed themselves with ashes and clothed their bodies with sackcloth. Now let us do this little at the beginning of our Lent that we strew ashes upon our heads to signify that we ought to repent of our sins during the Lenten fast.”
Ash Wednesday marks the onset of the Lent, the 40-day period of fasting and abstinence (Joel 2:12-18). It is also known as the ‘Day of Ashes’. So called because on that day at church the faithful have their foreheads marked with ashes in the shape of a cross. In the Old Testament ashes were found to have used for two purposes: as a sign of humility and mortality; and as a sign of sorrow and repentance for sin. The reference to the sealing of the servants of God for their protection in Revelation is an allusion to a parallel passage in Ezekiel, where Ezekiel also sees a sealing of the servants of God for their protection (Ezekiel 9:4-6). http://www.xanga.com/prayriefayrie/66937469/item.html
…died today at the age of 90. He drew and wrote the comic strip Gordo for 44 years. At the time, he was the most syndicated American of Mexican descent. Here’s a couple of links:
http://momscancer.blogspot.com/2008/02/gus-arriola-and-language-of-lines.html
http://www.rcharvey.com/gordo.html
This reminds me of girls. That’s why I like guys better.
Well, the women in my family tend to nag a lot, and I probably transferred that into a lot of my other relationships.
Welcome to WordPress.com. This is your first post. Edit or delete it and start blogging! I started blogging on xanga in Austin on prayriefayrie, then I transfered to b_luvd when I moved to El Paso. Now that I’ve been back in Stafford for some unanticipated events for a year now, I feel a rendering of more glorious days ahead would be to move to an entirely new blog. Or rather, it’s because I’ve developed a strange need to post daily due to their format. Xanga has served me well (http://www.xanga.com/why) and has exploded with a number of new options I haven’t explored yet. However, being a simpleton, all I ask is for the title to be more prominent than the date. Here, I can now post ten entries focused on a variety of topics in one day if inspiration hits, without feeling I am “falling behind” if I am on hiatus for three months, or feeling the need to do this:
Also, as a side effect, since even less people know about this and thus less people will read it, maybe I will be a little more honest with myself. Maybe. WordPress, yes, I am digging my new weblog.
