Suicide Squirrel & Other Musings
Today got off on a weird note: I got up, fed the dogs, and walked the dogs, only to come home from the dog walk (M. still asleep) and find the electricity off.
I called our electric co-op, and was promised that the linemen would be informed.
After M. awoke, I wheeled out the generator, which is pretty noisy, and restored power. Having a well with an electric pressure pump means that a lack of electricity cuts into morning washing and cooking.
An hour later, a lineman from the San Isabel Electric Association was knocking at the door. His one-word diagnosis: "Squirrel."
This afternoon one of the dogs found and brought me the unfortunate electrocuted squirrel. All winter it had been eating out of our bird feeders, and this was how it repaid us (he thought anthropocentrically).
Eventually I was able to get to work on this new journal layout job, which is progressing by fits and starts—I have a whole string of "What do you want me to do about X, Y, and Z?" questions for the publisher.
For break time, I sometimes wonder around the Web--and sometimes haul firewood.
Today I learned to my surprise that BeliefNet has snark, in the form of the blog Stuff Christian Culture Likes (obviously a take-off on SWPL).
Funny enough, but will the day come when Pagan clergy--thinking of here of all those people who can't wait to be salaried Pagan clergy--worry about "being relevant" in their clothes and marketing?
I called our electric co-op, and was promised that the linemen would be informed.
After M. awoke, I wheeled out the generator, which is pretty noisy, and restored power. Having a well with an electric pressure pump means that a lack of electricity cuts into morning washing and cooking.
An hour later, a lineman from the San Isabel Electric Association was knocking at the door. His one-word diagnosis: "Squirrel."
This afternoon one of the dogs found and brought me the unfortunate electrocuted squirrel. All winter it had been eating out of our bird feeders, and this was how it repaid us (he thought anthropocentrically).
Eventually I was able to get to work on this new journal layout job, which is progressing by fits and starts—I have a whole string of "What do you want me to do about X, Y, and Z?" questions for the publisher.
For break time, I sometimes wonder around the Web--and sometimes haul firewood.
Today I learned to my surprise that BeliefNet has snark, in the form of the blog Stuff Christian Culture Likes (obviously a take-off on SWPL).
Funny enough, but will the day come when Pagan clergy--thinking of here of all those people who can't wait to be salaried Pagan clergy--worry about "being relevant" in their clothes and marketing?
Labels: American religion, blogging, Christianity, Paganism
posted by Chas S. Clifton at 9:45 PM Permalink
4 Comments:
Thanks for the link. Unfortunately, when Stephanie says "Christian" she apparently means "Evangelical Protestant." Readers of her blog should mentally make the appropriate substitution.
Do you know anyone who actually likes much in SWPL? I suppose there might be a few bored, hyper-urban, literary-ish types who do, but not many, surely?? I had a look through a while ago, and a lot of stuff I'd never even heard of, and the only things I like are farmers' markets and some of the environmental stuff.
Makarios: True, although the subtitle specifies "American evangelicals." So often I noticed that my Protestant students used to speak of "Christians" and "Catholics," for instance, as though they were different groups.
Ack! "Pagan clergy!"
We are so undermining our own best selves!
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