Charles married Camilla. They are happy, this is an honest to goodness lifelong love. I wish Diana had never been caught in the middle, but she was. Let Charles and Camilla be- they clearly love each other.
Shouldn’t that be enough for any society?
Judge Greer, Unwelcome Baptist
Saw this via Outside the Beltway:
Pinellas-Pasco Circuit Judge George Greer left his church last week after the pastor wrote him a letter suggesting “it might be easier for all of us” if he leave.
Greer, whose orders on the Terri Schiavo case have brought him criticism, is a Southern Baptist who attended Calvary Baptist Church in Clearwater.
Though he had other unrelated problems with the church, Greer’s attendance faltered after a Baptist publication the church supported criticized his decisions in the Schiavo case. He stopped his donations to the church, but remained a member. He briefly discussed his relationship with the church in a March 6 St. Petersburg Times article.
Four days later, Calvary Pastor William Rice wrote Greer a letter: “I am not asking you to do this, but since you have taken the initiative of withdrawal, and since your connection with Calvary continues to be a point of concern, it would seem the logical and, I would say, biblical course.”
Rice’s letter became public when he sent a copy to the Clearwater courthouse. Rice also said the church supports keeping Schiavo alive, though he said he was “truly saddened and embarrassed by the level of harassment and vitriolic nature of so many comments that purportedly come from people of faith.”
Rice, who has been pastor at the church for five months, added: “But you must know that in all likelihood it is this case which will define your career and this case that you will remember in the waning days of life. I hope you can find a way to side with the angels and become an answer to the prayers of thousands.”
Greer responded with a letter severing his relationship with the church.
Entertainment Plans
I am depressed and have a headache, and I am thinking seriously about going out and getting a bottle of Laphroiag and a couple Padrons. IN that spirit, I ask you:
What are you reading?
What is in your DVD player?
CD Player?
X-Box (or other console- I have X-box)?
What are your plans for the Easter weekend?
*** Update ***
Forgot to add this:
Reading: Some crappy pulp fiction by Robert Ludlum, the name of which I don’t remember.
DVD Player: Deadline (documentary about Death Row)
CD Player: Les Claypool and the Holy Mackerels
X-Box: Just finished Knights of the Old Republic and Knights of the Old Republic II, which may be the greatest RPG games since the original Deus Ex (PC) and one of my all-time favorites, Vampire: The Masquerade. I am eagerly awaiting Jade Empire and Splinter Cell: Chaos Theory, but right now I am just biding time with Star Wars: Battlefront and the exceptionally made Brothers in Arms. If any of you have any games that were like KOTOR, please let me know. I hated Morrowind.
Easter plans- nothing special.
An Incredible Feat
This is pretty impressive:
Steve Fossett’s audacious attempt to fly an airplane around the world alone, without stops or refueling, ended successfully today at the former Air Force base in Kansas where it began, as his GlobalFlyer, its 13 fuel tanks nearly empty, touched down safely in Salina some 67 hours after it left.
The sleek plane, designed especially for the flight and partly bankrolled by Sir Richard Branson of VirginAtlantic Airlines, touched down shortly before 2 p.m. Central time under clear skies that had helped warm the weather to an unseasonable 69 degrees. Mr. Fossett was greeted by a throng of journalists and well-wishers, including Sir Richard, who performed a celebratory champagne dousing.
Wow.
BTK Killer
The Wichita authorities just held a very euphoric and thoroughly self-congratulatory press conference in which they announced nothing. And I mean nothing. They caught, or so they say, the BTK killer. They, however, released no name, no information, nothing. Some quick thoughts:
1.) It seemed to me the police and DA were pretty damn pleased with themselves, despite the fact that they only caught the guy because he decided to re-surface. Congrats and everything- but let’s have a reality check here, supercops.
2.) The authorities in the heart of a red state look like a damned rainbow coalition- a veritable living and breathing United Colors of Bennetton. Of course, so does the Bush administration, but we all know what bigots Republicans are…
3.) It seems like this sort of press conference is a bad idea. I know they are happy and all, but isn’t this just the sort of thing will encourage other narcissistic sociopaths?
Alias Blogging
OK, Alias fans- I have a question for you. I am only a few shows into the second season, but something is killing me.
What is the significance with the number 47?
– There are 47 parts to Rambaldi opus.
– When Marshall (who is emerging as my favorite character) makes the lipstick camera, it has 42 exposures, but he wants ‘get it to 47, because it is a prime number.’
– The secret computer server is #47.
– When Dixon plays a priest in the airport, he has made 47 Euros.
– A vault was vault #4747.
– the blank page inthe Rambaldi text was 47.
I could go on and on, and I have not even paid attention to license plates. I think that Kane chick, the one trying to frame jack BRistow, had an account with 47.
At any rate, this is killing me, but I am afraid to google it because if I do, I might learn something that will ruin future episodes. So, bearing in mind where i am in the show, can someone tell me if ’47’ means something?
24 Blogging
Too funny– I actually said to myself- this is going to give Yglesias and Henley fits. I also thought the scene with the aged mother was absurd, though not for the same reasons.
In other television news, I watched Medium after 24. To date, I have never missed an episode, and I am beginning to develop a real beef with the writers. Why do they continue to write scenes in which the husband mocks or refuses to take seriously his wife predictions?
Like I said, I have seen every episode. She hasn’t been wrong yet. You would think her husband, a supposedly intelligent mathematician, would figure that out.
On a completely unrelated note, in one of the most graceless feline events of the century, my cat just fell off my desk. He sleeps right next to me on the desk when I am on the computer, and he was sprawled out on his side sound asleep. Then for no reason whatsoever (and I must add, much to my delight), he just fell off the desk.
And, yes. He landed on his feet.