Thanks once again to our host Larry D. at Acts of the Apostasy, who pulled the ol’ you-vacationed-where?? trick on me. Works every time. I’m easy to surprise.
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We unplugged for Triduum, and wow: Peaceful. But look, the power of scheduling made it look like I was on the internet: In Defense of Pretty Good Schools, at CatholicMom.com. Technically it’s a homeschooling column (because that’s how I tricked Lisa H. into letting me write for her — I said, “Gosh, do you need any homeschooling columnists?”), but actually it’s for everyone.
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Remember that whole girl problem I was having before? That Christian LeBlanc answered so easily, like he always does? I stole his answer, of course. He’ll probably cringe when he sees what I went and did with it. My post on the word “Women” goes up at Sarah R.’s blog on Thursday morning. She says she likes it. But if you want something really smart, with Doctors of the Church and all that, you’d better just read Jeff Miller’s post about “Among”. Or for a reflection about intimacy and Old English, you’d want Julie Davis on “Thou”.
But Sarah’s going to be nice to me at least until Friday, because her Catholic Family Fun book tour visits right here at this blog, when I’ll be reviewing her book in seven quick takes, for the other evil overlord who we won’t mention just now. What you need to know today: It’s good enough I actually bought a copy with my own money to give as a gift to somebody. Admittedly I buy a lot of books. But when I acquire a second copy, that’s your hint.
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Look, more things for smart people: Barbara Nicolosi let us post the transcript of her workshop on “Towards a Literature that is Catholic” at CWG. I think maybe she doesn’t read the Hardy Boys much, because she says things like:
My theory is that the secular world is not anti-Catholic as much as it is anti-bad art.
Me, on the other hand, I’m all about bad art*. Then again, I’m not real secular.
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In more book tour excitement, this coming Monday I’m reviewing Karina Fabian’s Live and Let Fly, and let me tell you, it is absolutely . . .
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Well, that’s all for today. It’s Link Day once again, which is not an obligation, just an opportunity. Because no one likes having their perfectly good link stuck in my inbox with a little star next to it, when it could be down in the combox for everyone to enjoy. One link per comment so you don’t get accidentally caught in the spam dungeon, where even detective dragons dare not prowl.
And hey, Happy Easter!
*This is not a strictly factual statement. I’m good with hokey genre fiction as long as the story is fun and entertaining, though I reserve the right to joke about it over a cup of coffee with the boy afterwards. But even I have my limits.
Being conservative I’m gonna start cringing now.
Good call.
Here ya go, pure coincidence: http://platytera.blogspot.com/2012/04/res-ipsa-miniscule.html
The kids are wondering why I’m laughing. That is awesome. And that’s where I’m going with the thursday post. But go ahead and cringe anyway, I’m sure I’ll say something to merit it.
My kids have given up on why I laugh. But yours are still young.
I don’t have a link for this week. But I think I made up for it with that coffee I sent you from Alaska… I was/am secretly hoping you’d use a picture of it for your blog. And do I get brownie points because it’s not “cute Jesus”? 😉
My goodness Sandra you have so many points it’s not funny. Sheesh I’d write a whole post about it, except everyone would be so jealous. But I should totally put up the coffee pic. Great idea.
Here’s my link: http://imgur.com/E4yz1
This is funny, and makes sense only to those who played Age of Empires.
Why isn’t there a card for trebuchets? Seems like if you have an empire you’d throw Trabbis with a trebuchet.
At your enemies. Throw the Trabbis at your imperial enemies
Larry that is hilarious. (Lots of age of empires being played here — though lately more minecraft. Indeed I instructed a child of mine to build me a scenario for a battle scene I needed to write, so I could just watch it and describe. My ridiculous non-fiction vice keeps distracting me from it. I think he’s given up on me.)