Black Dynamite

I don't know how you BLD boys could *not* go see this:

Black Dynamite Trailer

It's real. And it's a 2009 release. Next week, in fact. I expect a review posted here by Oct. 17th.

You look scared, Kristin

And I can't blame you.

Dartmouth v. penn

Did anyone else catch the Dartmouth football game on the Vs. channel today? I was randomly scanning the channels for good games this morning and was able to catch the last half of the home game against penn.

Unfortunately, we lost and extended the losing streak to 15 games. But it was still pretty neat to see the stadium, Leverone, etc. on tv. I found myself wanting to yell, "Rush the field! Rush the field!" to nobody in particular.

At least the rugby team shutout harvard 31-0.

Speaking of Roosters...

I can hear Lincoln now - "... and we'll have egg nog, just like they used to, ever since that rooster came into our yard."

Country Living and the Circle of Life

Well Dan, if you still have any interest in participating in the demise of small animals, you could always move out to the country and raise some chickens. This week saw the end of our surplus rooster population, i.e., 9 out of 10 roosters. It was an interesting experience. While certainly not pleasant, it's not as bad as you might think either. If done properly it's quick and relatively peaceful.

It's surprising how illuminating this experience (along with the joys and frustrations of a big garden) has been in terms of understanding the Bible. I constantly tell my students that we need to understand the context of the original audience in order to better understand the Bible. It's a little less of a stretch now to contemplate the sacrificing of animals or the despair of a locust invasion.

All in all, I recommend the chicken experience to those with the room and the zoning ability. Also, if anyone has some old family recipes calling for chicken with a few feathers still stuck in them, let me know. (Plucking a chicken is harder than you might think.)

A Few Notes

1) Is this blog dead? Am I the only one who follows it? Is there a twitter page now instead?

2) My parents are moving. So they made me clean out my bedroom.

2a) I got out a whole bunch of letters from college friends. Having read some of them, I'd just like to issue a yet another blanket apology to all of you for what a complete jerk I was. How did any of you put up with me?

2b) Special apologies to you know who and you know who else. I can't believe how self-centered I was.

2c) Try, if you get the chance, to read my editorial about the O.J. Simpson verdict (in the D, Oct 4, 1995)... it's a classic.

2d) This is a poem I wrote in high school, and turned in as an assignment:

The Life of a Sphere

Inspired by "Until Now" by Ralph Hertle

I want to break glass.

I want to tear things.

I want to kick holes in the wall.

But I can't.

I want to make people cry.

I want to kill little cute animals.

I want to destroy animals.

But I can't.

I want to scream.

I want to move apart from the pack.

I want to be different.

But I can't, because spheres aren't like that.

I can't, because well rounded objects don't do that kind of thing.

So here I sit, forever still.

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I have some other ones that are even worse.

Good thing they didn't have social networking when I was in high school. They would have profiled me and locked me up.