Summary
This is my personal blog (weB-LOG) about my life at seminary.
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Ironically, the Monster is Neither Small nor Gentle
Friday, October 31, 2003, 9:08 PM
The good people at Google, who have been resolving mankind's trivial disputes of fact since 1998, are preparing to cash in with an initial public (stock) offering, or IPO. The scary story this Halloween night is that Microsoft has reportedly approached them with a merger offer.
Desiring to know more, I ran a Google search asking: "How would a Google-Microsoft merger make the internet better?" The result was interesting.
But don't worry boys and girls, Google is not expected to be eaten by that monopolistic beast. But people say, if you listen in the night, you can still hear the monster's distant wailing, "Control, alt, deleeete!" Sleep tight little surfers. Muhahahah!
I Was This Close ( | | ) To Becoming Pope
Thursday, October 30, 2003, 6:49 PM
The Mud Bowl is just around the corner (Saturday afternoon). The final preparations are being made. Both teams are conducting their last practices. But arrangements are also being made for a bit of Mud Bowl culture that happens each year off the field. Tradition demands that the Theology side have a Pope.
One from among our ranks plays the role for the game and he is dressed to match the part. He is accompanied by members of his Curia (the Church's central administration) and personal security guards (to ward off any and all collegian harassment). Last year, the collegians started bringing out their own Pope, but of course, everyone knows he's an antipope.
Yesterday I was approached to be Theology's Pope for the Mud Bowl, however I had to decline. I have another calling. I'll be playing as a wide receiver in the big game itself. Just as well though. A good guy (whose identity I cannot here disclose) will play the part instead and it's probably best to see how the part is played before signing on for such a role.
A Thought On Human Nature
Thursday, October 30, 2003, 2:19 AM
Philosophers doubt things that most people don't worry about. (My HN&E teacher recently said it takes a college education to doubt your own existence.) Some ethicists will say that all love is really self-love and that all altruism is self-interest. Determinists say that humans have no freewill. Behavioralists say that we cannot overcome our conditioning. Skeptics doubt that we can know anything at all. But other philosophers disagree and hold more positive views about human nature.
The trouble is that each perspective can seem plausible. I can read one philosopher who will inspire me. Then I can read another who will challenge my hope and somewhat depress me. Recently, I began to wonder how both could have the capacity to speak to me.
There are many views concerning human nature. Some are optimistic, others are pessimistic. Each possess some plausibility due to human experience. How can an inspiring view of humanity be shown to be more reasonable than a discouraging view? I will now offer my (tentative and experimental) solution to this problem:
If we have opposing theories of human nature, optimistic and pessimistic, with evidence from human experience making each seem plausible, the optimistic perspectives are more reasonable to accept. For if our nature is a superior one, we may sometimes witness ourselves failing to live up to our capacity. But if our true nature is an inferior one, we should expect to find nothing in our experience that would make the superior view of human nature seem plausible.
People can behave like things less than themselves. For instance, a person could act like a dog, or a rock. However this does not work in the opposite direction. A lesser thing cannot behave as something greater than itself. Rocks and canines cannot behave as human beings behave. A greater thing can behave as a lesser thing does, but a lesser thing does not have the ability to behave as a greater thing does.
Dark views of human nature say we cannot truly love others, make free choices, overcome instinct, know things, and so on. Hopeful views disagree, but there seems to be evidence that makes them all seem plausible. However, if the dark views were true, what in our behavior could ever make us conclude that we had the capacity to love, freely choose, overcome instinct, or know things? Therefore, the more hopeful views of humanity are more reasonable to accept.
This is a philosophical idea that I'm still thinking through, but I thought you would find it interesting. I'm pretty tired and I'll have to look at it freshly tomorrow.
Tonight I'm sending out a special blog-related Thank You to the Schwalbster. First, he revealed a problem to me concerning my blog's appearance that I never would have known I had. Then, he proceeded to discover an elegant solution that I never would have found. I think they should give out honorary computer science majors. I also thank him for helping me to make the philosophy piece you just read just a little less incomprehensible.
A Wop Bop A Loo Bop, A Lop Bam Boom
Tuesday, October 28, 2003, 10:47 PM
I met my first Cardinal today. Cardinal McCarrick, the Archbishop of Washington, stopped by the seminary for a brief visit. In a casual address to us, he offered warm and encouraging remarks.
Most memorable of all, he told the story of what happened when a Cardinal had visited his seminary years ago. That Cardinal spoke on Jesus' teaching about the field being ripe for the harvest. Speaking in his native Italian, he was repeatedly emphasizing the phrase "all fruits"; "harvest all fruits", "bring in all fruits". Unfortunately, "all fruits" in Italian is "tutti frutti". The seminarians soon lost all self-control in a fit of laughter. Cardinal McCarrick said he always thinks of that day when speaking before seminarians.
Coming Soon
Tuesday, October 28, 2003, 10:47 PM
Tonight I took my first look at The Matrix Revolutions previews. I can't help being excited again. I love its blending of sci-fi action and romance. To quote a preview, "If she has to, she'll kill everyone of us... she's in love." (How sweet.) I've always been fond of Trinity.
Yesterday, a DB of mine kindly gave me a black cassock as a gift. Trying it on and seeing myself in the mirror for the first time gave me feelings of amusement and solemnity. If you are wondering what a cassock looks like, it's like the cool garb Neo wears in the second and third Matrix movies. Those guys not only borrowed allusions from the Christian faith for the movie, they also appropriated the wardrobe.
An Excellent Pair
Monday, October 27, 2003, 12:21 AM
So I hear that one team beat those other guys in the World Series. How exciting.
Saturday I spent much of the day responding to a friend's question, which could be expressed in this way: "Is it the Catholic view that tradition is supreme over Scripture? Shouldn't all traditions should be compared to Scripture for continuity with God's overall messages throughout the entire Bible?"
My answer covers the important distinction between tradition (mere custom) and Sacred Tradition (Tradition with a capital T) in Catholicism. Scripture and Tradition are equally valued since both are true and have their ultimate origin from God.
I would not say that Tradition is "supreme" over Scripture; in the sense that Tradition might contradict Scripture. But I also would not say that Scripture is "supreme" over Tradition; in the sense that if something is not found explicitly in the Bible, then it must be unbiblical. On this issue, and in so many others, Catholicism is "Both / And", not "Either / Or".
Read my full response on Scripture and Tradition.
Sunday, among other good things, I read the Pope's apostolic letter on the Rosary, Rosarium Virginis Mariae (in English). I also caught up on sleep. This evening I went off campus for an enjoyable Spanish mass in a local parish. That Daylight Savings Time-change was great. We ought do that every week.
From Conception to Natural Death
Saturday, October 25, 2003, 1:20 AM
Recently two events coincided that I regret not having mentioned before. On Tuesday, the U.S. Senate followed the House in passing the Partial-Birth Abortion Ban. This issue means a great deal to me. After President Bush signs it into law, the court battle will begin.
That same day, the Florida's Legislature, House, and Governor Jeb Bush passed rapid legislation to reinstate nutrition and hydration to a disabled woman who was being starved to death. This website offers shocking details about the case that I doubt people have heard from the major media. (For instance, family members insist she is not a vegetable, but responsive to human interaction. There is also reason to conclude that the motives of her husband, who is pushing for her death, are not pure.) I am proud that my bishop was one of those who publicly called for this appropriate action to be taken.
I found it fitting that both events came the day before the 25th anniversary of the man who has defended "the basic right to life from conception to natural death".
Person and Community
Thursday, October 23, 2003, 10:34 PM
If sleeping is not productive, then this was a very unproductive day. But I did learn very interesting things about the relationship between the Person and the Community.
In Thomas Hobbes' view, society consists of self-interested individuals who tolerate the system as a necessary evil. People use society to exploit and consume one another to obtain what they desire. The individual's self-interest annihilates all others.
In Karl Marx's communist society, private interests are suppressed for the benefit of the many. Once the value, dignity, and rights of individuals are ignored, then the individuals themselves are easily discarded. Here the group's interests annihilate all others.
In the Christian view, the individual achieves self-fulfillment as a person through a shared unity (comm-unity) with others. The individual, respected and valued as a person, is entitled to freedom in society. But the person must recognize, or be helped by others to see though the gentle persuasion of love, that personal freedom must not be abused. Only by living in right, loving relationship with God and neighbor, in accordance with goodness and truth, will the individual discover peace and joy. This union of persons (between God and man, and within mankind itself) is the goal we call communion.
This insight into the human person was brought to you by Karol Wojtyla (and the letter D).
An Icon and Images
Wednesday, October 22, 2003, 7:36 PM
Today marks the 25th anniversary of the Pope's inauguration. The historians are already calling him "the Great", youth reportedly call him "the Dude", but I prefer "the Man" the best. My sister IM'ed today, "I still think the next pope should name himself John Paul the Second the Second. If the Pope is great, consider his teacher and guide.
The Board of Trustees was here Monday for their fall meetings and the evening dinner line was lengthy. I prefer to do my waiting sitting down, so I chilled out in our beautiful garden courtyard. One of my tech savy DB's happened by and catured the moment on his digital camera.
Good Conversation - One of my favorite seminary activities.
"What kind of plant is this?"
MSN Enhanced
Tuesday, October 21, 2003, 10:35 PM
My inbox is empty for the first time in weeks. The only thing more fulfilling than replying to all of your emails is for your inbox to get full-filled again. But this time, instead of waiting for emails to come to me, I'm going to try coming to you.
At the prompting of my little sister (a persuasive and informative speaker), I have downloaded the MSN instant messaging program. Up to this point, I have solely used Yahoo's IM, but addition of MSN will increase my contact with friends and family dear to me.
The Yahoo and MSN instant messagers are both free for download and use.
Another Question from a Friend
Tuesday, October 21, 2003, 3:27 AM
A friend wrote me, saying:
"In ethics we just got done discussing Kierkegaard's 3 stages: Aesthetic, Ethical, and Religious. Aesthetic is non-thinking, going on others' advice. Ethical is making thoughtful, rational ethical decisions. And third is where you accept Jesus and put faith in God to help you make decisions. My question is this: do you think that most Christians are in the religious stage or do you feel that many are more in the aesthetic stage? I see it as a fine line between "doing what the church says" (aesthetic) and "putting faith in God" (religious)."
I must admit that I have yet to study Kierkegaard. But I have heard other seminarians favorably mention his name, so I expect to look at him in the future. I think your question can be accurately and clearly rephrased in this way:
Do you think that most Christians are in the aesthetic stage ("doing what the church says without thinking") or in the religious stage ("putting faith in God to make decisions")?
Please forgive me if this seems like a cop out, but I don't think I can answer this question. Two things stand in my way. For one, I'm not that good at reading the hearts and minds of others. So why won't I answer with even a poorly educated guess? That brings us to the second obstacle.
As presented, the three stages contain a subtle leaning in viewpoint, resulting in a loaded question that I cannot answer. A loaded question is one which contains a false or disputed presupposition. For example, "Yes or no, have you stopped beating your wife?" To answer "Yes" means "I used to beat my wife." Answering "No" means "I'm still beating my wife." Similarly, by answering this question about Christians, I will either be disparaging the Church's role as teacher of the truth, or denying the importance of having a personal relationship with God.
The bias contained in the three stages is the popular opposition of Spirituality (Good) to Religion (Bad). To modern ears, Spirituality speaks of a personal, heartfelt relationship with God, while Religion consists of impersonal, mindless conformity to the group. This is a caricature of the word religion. Religion is simply the shape of one's faith as practiced in union with others. I suggest that Christ clearly intends for Christianity to have both Individual and Group components. Neither one is dispensable.
Jesus has built His Church and it will not fail, for he has built it on rock. (Matt 16:18, 7:24-25) His Church has visible leadership and assemblies, for equipping and uniting the faithful. (Acts 14:23, Eph 4:11-13) Some suggest that only the Bible is necessary for Christians, but the Bible itself does not teach "Bible alone". Instead the Bible presents us with the Church as "the pillar and foundation of truth". (1 Tim 3:15)
It is my hope that all Christians would follow both God and the Church together, because the Church is His and He desires it to be so.
Retreat Advancement
Monday, October 20, 2003, 8:34 AM
The retreat went well for me. I try to be receptive to personal growth by spiritual hardship, and I thought that was the route He was going to take with me this weekend. But He surprised me with comfort. He seemed to answer my troubling questions as soon as I would ask them. A most interesting and edifying experience.
Saturday afternoon I sensed that things were not quite right. I was restless about something. After brief introspection, I realized it was from a nagging desire to do my homework. With this realization, I quickly calmed. And, just as had I expected, the compulsion completely passed away a short time later. Ahhh...
The Big Quiet
Friday, October 17, 2003, 2:21 PM
We will begin a silent
40 Hours Devotion retreat this evening. I signed up where I was needed, taking two hours at times which happen to be quite reasonable. I'm looking forward to the break from studies as an opportunity for prayer and spiritual reading. Unfortunately, I am also precluded from posting during the retreat. So, you won't be hearing from me Sunday. In the meantime, I guess you can just read yesterday's post again. Enjoy.
My Hero
Thursday, October 16, 2003, 11:05 PM
When I was quite young, I really did not get what the Pope was all about. His outfit struck me as odd, all white, with that little beanie cap. At some point I learned he was from Poland, which I knew was in Europe, but I could not point to it on a map. I found it somewhat amusing that he would kiss the ground after departing an airplane in a foreign land. (I still remember my father explaining to me that this was a sign of affection for the people he was visiting.)
Despite my deficient understanding, I still liked him. He was a warm, grandpa-like figure. He responded joyfully to the excited crowds with his back-palmed wave. He would tenderly lay his hand upon the heads of children.
I knew he was the leader of our Church, but it is embarrassing how long it took me to learn that it due to being the successor to St. Peter. I rarely heard the things he would say. Not that he was actually silent or incomprehensible. His message just did not reach my ears. And when I would hear him, it was just churchy talk that did not take much root in me then. But still I remember one thing that really struck me.
I learned of it in CCD class (think of it as Sunday school on Wednesdays). I learned that the Pope had once been shot by a would-be assassin and came very close to dying. But the Pope recovered. But this was the stunning thing: He then when to the prison where his attacker was being held, sat and spoke with him, and forgave him.
Time Magazine put an photo of this on their
cover. The article inside described the encounter this way:
The memory keeps one picture in particular: St. Peter's Square in May 1981. It shows Pope John Paul II in white robes, capsized backward on his seat, stricken, in a posture vaguely reminiscent of the Piet�. There is an adrenal burst of motion in the scene as the security men spring alive and the Pontiff�s white Popemobile lurches off through the crowd.
Ordinarily, the spasm of savagery simply passes and recedes in time, an ugly, vivid memory. But last week, in an extraordinary moment of grace, the violence in St. Peter's Square was transformed. In a bare, white-walled cell in Rome's Rebibbia prison, John Paul tenderly held the hand that had held the gun that was meant to kill him (see cover). For 21 minutes, the Pope sat with his would-be assassin, Mehmet Ali Agca. The two talked softly. Once or twice, Agca laughed. The Pope forgave him for the shooting. At the end of the meeting, Agca either kissed the Pope's ring or pressed the Pope's hand to his forehead in a Muslim gesture of respect.
It was a startling drama of forgiveness and reconciliation. On one level, it was an intensely intimate transaction between two men. But if the Pope spoke in whispers, he also meant to proclaim a message to the world. The only other people in the cell with Agca and John Paul were the Pope's personal secretary, two security agents--and a Vatican photographer and television crew. The Roman Catholic Church for many centuries has used imagery--paintings, sculpture, architecture--to express its spiritual meanings. The Pope brought the photographer and the cameramen because he wanted the image in that cell to be shown around a world filled with nuclear arsenals and unforgiving hatreds, with hostile superpowers and smaller, implacable fanaticisms.
It is difficult to imagine a more perfect economy of drama. The Pope's deed spoke, not his words, and it spoke with the full authority of his mortal life and the danger to which Agca had subjected it. The meaning of John Paul's forgiveness was profoundly Christian. He embraced his enemy and pardoned him.
At the time, I had never read these words which move me so much today. What was my reaction back then? I just didn't get it. I could not understand why he would want to forgive the man who tried to kill him. And this made me wonder at him. I think this made me want to know what was behind all this.
Over the years, I learned more about the faith and more about him. Neither disappointed me. As for the Pope, unlike the celebrity heroes of my youth, including sports stars and politicians, my respect and admiration increase as I came to know more and more about him.
As a youth, he opposed the Nazi occupation. As a bishop, he opposed the Communist domination. As Pope, he has proclaimed Christ's good news and the dignity of every human person. Karol Wojtyla, aka John Paul II, passes on the teaching he has received and embodies it. He is the real deal.
Today marked the 25th anniversary of his election as Pope. Upon reflection, I've written this unusually long post out of thanksgiving and praise for this man and for the One who gave him to us. Without denying freewill, I am tending toward the belief that there is no such thing as "what would have been", so I will not theorize what would have happened if someone else had been Pope these past 25 years. But I can say that Pope John Paul II has much to do with me being here in seminary today. He has had a great influence on the person I have become, and for that I am very grateful.
Cubs Lose. Angels Retrieve Precautionary Ice Makers
Thursday, October 16, 2003, 12:51 AM
Let me be the first to say it: Next year, they're going all the way.
As I watched the game's last innings in the pub during our Octoberfestivities, I was reminded of how everybody loves an underdog. Everyone likes stories where the little guy wins in the end. There must be something deeply true and right behind this sense of ours, for the Gospel story itself is the story of an underdog.
You'll notice that I have switched to fall colors. Enjoy them while they last. In another month or two, everything might be silver on white.
Cubs Lose. Winged-Pigs Remain Grounded
Wednesday, October 15, 2003, 12:47 AM
Tuesday morning I continued to work at catching up on my sleep. In the afternoon I put together my psychology observational study paper (nice, but nothing worth posting). In the evening I read the Catholic Catechism (#1322-1419) and put together an outline for our Wednesday group discussion. I'm leading the discussion this week and we're going to talk about the Eucharist. I'm really looking forward to it. I don't expect that we will ever name ourselves, but if we do my vote goes for The Discalced Seated Peripatetics.
Good Outcomes
Tuesday, October 14, 2003, 12:47 AM
I have returned from my fantastic vacation at home and college. I hope I made a decent return on the great love each person has shown to me.
Monday morning I awoke with a painful right eye, as if there were something stuck on it. (In retrospect, I must have scratched it in the night, so my repeated flushing may simply have made the irritation worse.) Add to this that I had not recovered sleep-wise from awaking at 4:15 on Sunday morning to start the 12 hour drive. Combined, this pair made morning prayers quite rough. However, these difficulties seemed to be in answer to prayer requests from the night before, so I resisted whining about them. Afterwards, I took a nap and these two sufferings preceded to cure each other.
The results are in. I slam-dunked 3 of 4 mid-terms. I'm still waiting to hear about Metaphysics.
This afternoon I completed my observational data collection for psychology. In short, I observed whether people generally favored the use of a particular foot (right or left) in climbing the first step of a small stair. Out of 100 instances, 51 raised and planted the right foot, while 49 favored their left. It is an outcome simultaneously insignificant and yet interesting. That's one hundred small steps for men, one microscopic leap for mankind.
Homeward Bound
Wednesday, October 8, 2003, 12:21 AM
Random Thoughts will likely be taking a break for a little while. Wednesday, after taking my last mid-term, I'm driving 11 hours to visit home and college, family and friends, for a day and a half each. Then, on Sunday, I'll drive back to seminary. I anticipate that all of it will be a wonderful time.
Comparing Seminary with Hogwarts
Tuesday, October 7, 2003, 12:43 PM
Dedicated to my little sister.
The architecture is similar at both institutions. The stairways here do not move, but finding your way around can still be baffling.
Both seem to encourage the study of Latin.
No owls, just email - faster response time, better bandwidth, and less clean-up required. And also, owls can't Google.
No sorting hat, just psyche exams.
Unlike at Hogwarts, the rules really do matter here. ("Mr. Potter, last night you committed 37 infractions. Fortunately, this will not preclude you from receiving the house cup.")
Seminarians have house jobs. Can you picture Harry cleaning toilets?
At Hogwarts they make a big deal about Quittich, a game that no one in the real world cares or knows about. Here we have the Mud Bowl.
There's no magic or wizardry here, but a miracle happens in the chapel every day.
My Metaphysical Weekend
Monday, October 6, 2003, 1:29 PM
This weekend was spent almost entirely dedicated to my Metaphysics mid-term paper. I encourage you to give it a look. I think all of its two pages are very good and reasonably accessible. (If you don't like it, I'll refund the purchase price.)
Friday and Saturday I read our metaphysics book for hours. I initially took the position Against the thesis, since you can't write in support of a view that you don't understand. Unfortunately, by Sunday morning I also recognised that you can't argue against what you don't understand either, so I was back at square one. This inspired still more reading and study.
I didn't like toiling away on Sunday, but my mid-term paper had nothing on its pages for its Monday morning due date. Somehow that afternoon my study, combined with highly enjoyable metaphysical conversations, sleep, and prayer all came together to give me insight. It took all day and most of the night to get it on to paper, but much of it poured out because I knew what I was doing. I turned it in this morning with a sense of success and enjoyed metaphysics class, as I always do, with some increased understanding of what the heck we are talking about.
Also notable: Sunday morning the seminarians attended mass at a nearby Byzantine Catholic, an experience both enjoyable and too full of interesting detail to convey while I have a nap to enjoy and exam material waiting to be studied.
Ten Words (not counting these six)
Friday, October 4, 2003, 9:01 PM
I ran, cleaned showers. Firefighters extinguished truck. Exhausted; bed time.
Mid-Terms Are About To Break
Friday, October 3, 2003
The next couple days are going to be a bit rough. Friday and Saturday I'll be typing up my metaphysics mid-term. It's going to be two pages, double spaced, in support of the matter-form synthesis theory of reality. *goofy smile, two thumbs up*
This morning I got a haircut. Then I took an hour nap, followed by a good lunch (both the chicken wrap and conversation were great). This afternoon I typed up a study guide for psychology class. Seeing no good reason to keep it to myself, I sent it along to my fellow pre-theologians in the class. I think they'll appreciate it.
Tonight our diocese went to a nice Italian restaurant. The one priest here from our diocese, my MR&B teacher, treated us all. Good conversations and laughs made it a great time. Wow, today was quite a good day, but time is getting short.
Surf in next time for my time-conserving 10 word post.
Today's Mass
Thursday, October 2, 2003, 1:06 AM
Wednesday mass and prayers here are conducted a good part in Spanish. The readings are in English and I know what's going on. I don't seem to get into these services as much, but learning the language is probably in my future, so the exposure is good for me.
Two things bothered me about today's service, but both were soon revealed to be not so bad. First, the organ music for the chanting of the 137th Psalm (about the Jews' Babylonian Captivity) was Arabian in style. Now Arabian music in itself is good and enjoyable, but it did not seem to fit our setting. I thought someone was being a little bit too cute with the music selection. Then we came to this part:
Though there our captors asked of us
the lyrics of our songs,
And our despoilers urged us to be joyous:
"Sing for us the songs of Zion!"
How could we sing a song of the LORD
in a foreign land?
At that moment, I knew exactly how they had felt! To sing the psalm to this sort of music was as unnatural and bothersome for us as it was for them to sing the songs of home in a foreign land. This was quite a fascinating experience for me.
Later, in the homily (or sermon), the priest spoke of St. Th�r�se's "little way". 'Unless you become as little children you will not enter into the kingdom', but what does this look like in adults? Father shared the thoughts of a German theologian, Fr. Karl Rahner, on the subject. 'We are to become like children in their openness. We are to be radically open toward God.'
The message was good, but I was still quite a bit galled. The day before I had surfed across comments by this theologian saying that he thought St. Th�r�se's personality and writings were "irritating", "boring", and "repulsive". It bothered me that this guy was getting airtime on the feast day of the saint he had dissed. But then I realized that it must not bother St. Th�r�se very much. If she could be fine with it, then I realized should be too.
After communion, the highlight of the mass was a blessing through St. Th�r�se's intercession. A small relic of hers was on hand and great numbers of the seminarians lined up after the service for an individual blessing. The line was even longer than that for the blessing of Saint Padre Pio awhile back. It was quite special for me.
(Let these ancidotes go to show that not everything is always hunky-dorey at seminary, and yet it is still a fulfilling experience. Also, please hold any and all questions concerning relics until after the completion of my mid-term exams. I'm a little too busy these days to write back.)
Other Highlights:
This afternoon: I was at the top of a mahogany slide talking to another seminarian about the wrongness of stealing when I told him I needed to get going back to my room so I could take a nap. Then I woke up from the dream and my nap.
Tonight I learned the Cubs are in the playoffs. "I really am out of it," I said.
Also tonight I completed my revised, final version of The Phaedo Study Guide and sent it to all the guys who asked for it.
The Lord of the Rings Return of the King Preview is out. December will be here soon. Guys here are already planning the trip to the theater.
Feast Day
Wednesday, October 1, 2003, 1:27 AM
Today, October 1st, is the feast day of St. Th�r�se of Lisieux, virgin and 33rd Doctor of the Church. Her feast day would have been yesterday, to match the day of her death, but that date had already been claimed by St. Jerome.
There is currently a motion picture in the works about Th�r�se entitled by the same name (but without those funny accent marks). Check out the movie's impressive
website.
Tuesday morning I passed a copy of my Phaedo study guide in class. The 24 people who wanted a copy sent to them (which was virtually everyone in the class) wrote down their email addresses. One classmate, a DB, wrote on the sheet, "[if the boat goes down, at least it appears we go down together!]" Quite comforting. Our professor has been kind enough to agree to review my work and I spent this evening improving it, so everything should be well.
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