Archive for October, 2005

My Dad’s Drawer

Friday, October 28th, 2005

I remember my Dad’s drawer. In my later youth, while living on Elmhurst circle, I remember opening on several occasions, the second drawer of my parent’s bureau. My Dad had one or two other drawers, but this is the one that drew me to its contents again and again. Particularly I remember a magnifying glass, […]

Why Tell Stories

Tuesday, October 25th, 2005

Today I would like to pose a question: Why do we tell stories? To give you further avenues to explore, consider the following related questions: What do you think it is that attracts us to stories. What is the function of stories within a culture? On what basis do we consider a story worthy of […]

Midnight Riff

Saturday, October 22nd, 2005

This is my midnight riff in writing. A few moments ago I was kissed by a muse when in the distance I heard a train: its whistle and its “cachunk, cachunk” fading slowly on the track. That moment is gone but I am still haunted by vague lines about beauty and grace and their connection […]

Heroes of the Faith Trading Cards

Friday, October 21st, 2005

In another world not to dissimilar from ours the following promo was sent to managers of various corporate, Christian bookstores. Dear Sir or Madame, Soon you will have the opportunity to provide for the spiritual nurture of your young consumers by making available The Heroes of the Faith trading card collection. That’ right Jesus and […]


Tuesday, October 11th, 2005

A young boy, a toddler really, with black curly hair and wearing overalls walked out of a department store with a red balloon in his hand. Upon exiting he looked up and noticed how deeply blue the sky was, and lifting his hand he released the balloon. The young boy then turned to his mom […]

The Wrath of God

Monday, October 10th, 2005

In light of recent natural disasters that have befallen the United States, it has become common for people of a religious, and particularly Christian, persuasion to make a connection between these disasters and the wrath of God. The underlying belief is that God is righteous and just and that he punishes sin. This is not […]

Hate the Tagging not the Taggers

Tuesday, October 4th, 2005

I hate tagging! I am sure there are more abominable, more profoundly evil things, that are more worthy of my ire, but nothing sets me off more than tagging. Tagging is the next step in the evolution of young, urban frustration, which was originally seen in graffiti. If I may make a distinction between graffiti […]