Archive for September 2009

Every time a bell rings…

It has come to my attention that the Big M does not like being drawn as Homer Simpson. Therefore, I have re-cast in his role the fetchingly handsome and charming Jimmy Stewart. True, the Big M does not weigh 160 pounds or stammer when he gets angry, but otherwise I think it’s a good fit. He regularly talks people down from ledges (in a metaphorical preventing a run on the […]

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Zorba the Geek

I crammed in as many lectures on the History of Science as I could yesterday before the DVDs were due back to the library. “Nerd!” the Big M would shout in his best Homer Simpson voice when he’d bust me watching these. And yes, the good doctor of philosophy on TV was sporting a classically nerdy v-necked sweater over chambray shirt and red tie combo, plus glasses and mustache while […]

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Mmmmm … religion

Back to St. Monica and her son, St. Augustine of Hippo. As long as we’re talking Confessions, I will confess something shameful: the first time I ever heard of St. Augustine (outside of the lovely turf grass) was on The Simpsons. Ned Flanders is about to baptize the Simpson children when Homer intervenes and the water hits him instead: Bart: Wow, Dad, you took a baptismal for me.  How do […]

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I’m Still Alive

You know those jackasses who are plugged into their ipods while in line at the grocery store? That was me today. I had just left the gym and was still listening to my ipod when “Alive” by Pearl Jam popped up on my playlist as I pulled into the grocery store parking lot. “Son,” she said, “have I got a little story for you.” I wanted to listen to the […]

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