Monthly Archives: February 2004
The Pearl
I’m fired up this morning. A strong cup of coffee, a spirited discussion with m.a. on the promise and perils of Christianity, and a copy of Kerouac’s On the road (my first taste). “[What] did it [anything] matter? I was … Continue reading
Being Bob
New age music obnoxiously seeps into my brain like lead into blood. The synthesized bird chirps and the fog of cigarette smoke settle over me with all the subtlety of a wet sneeze. I’ve been plowing through Miller’s Big Sur … Continue reading
Beyond Theology
Some food for thought from Watt’s (Beyond Theology): “Spirituality needs a beer and a loud burp, just as sensuality needs a bed on the hard ground, a rough blanket, and a long look at the utterly improbable stars.” (p. 162) … Continue reading
Digging
I’m feeling a little nervous and self-conscious to be writing again. It’s crazy, I know, but I wouldn’t be hesitant if there were not something important going on, something I’ve been avoiding. It’s Sunday morning and Mary Alice and I … Continue reading