Welcome to the holiest of all holy days edition of Saturday Ramblings. What is this holy day, you ask? Daytona 500 Eve? No. Land Run Day? No. The birthday of Will Rogers, the patron saint of Oklahoma? No. Today is the annual Holland Hall Book Fair. By the time most of you are reading this, I will be plowing through tables of used books at Holland Hall, a pricey private school in Tulsa. For less than twenty bucks you can come out with a pretty good haul of books. Doors open at 8. I will be there at 6. If you come, be sure to stand behind me in line. And no matter how good of a friend you are, once we are inside, I don’t know you. So, are you ready to ramble?
How was your Ash Wednesday? Was it inconvenient to get in and out of your church for the service? Too bad you didn’t have a drive-thru Ash Wednesday service. The Synonymous Rambler came up with this story about a church near my old stomping grounds of Cincinnati that held just that—a drive-thru Ash Wednesday service.
And who did not see this coming? A ski-thru Starbucks. Sigh …
After months of debate, the Southern Baptist Convention decided to remain the Southern Baptist Convention, with a nickname: Great Commission Baptists. Really. No, I am not making this up. David Gibson says that rebranding is not always a good thing. Not that Baptists didn’t give it a good try. Here are some of the names that almost made it. (And don’t think I won’t be referring to them as BUBBA in the future…)
Here is a change that did catch me off-guard. Richard Dawkins is now an … no, you’re just going to have to read it for yourself.
Copies of the Koran were burned, accidentally or purposefully is not known, at a NATO military base in Afganistan, sparking deadly riots. President Obama apologized for the incident, which sparked presidential candidate Newt Gingrich to say some crazy things. Meanwhile, Franklin Graham took his left foot out of his mouth in order to insert the right one when asked about what candidates are Christians. He “assumes” Obama is because Obama says he is, but he’s sure about Rick Santorum. Politics is more fun than watching the June Taylor Dancers, huh? (As long as you don’t take any of it seriously.)
From the “They Are Lacing Up Ice Skates In Hell” department comes word that Fidel Castro may rejoin the Catholic Church when Pope Benedict XVI comes to Cuba later this year. Wonder what Franklin Graham has to say about that one.
Oh those whacky gun-toting Christian TV executives. What will they do next? And you thought organized crime was confined to the Garden State.
I really liked the idea of a C.S. Lewis college. Apparently I was the only one. The college based on the greatest writer of the 20th century (yes, he was—don’t argue that one) flopped. But the Green family (owners of Hobby Lobby and Mardel Christian Stores; I have no idea if any of them tote guns or not) have put in more than $5 million to spruce the joint up, and are now looking for someone to give it to. Anyone? Anyone?
With the Oscars being presented tomorrow night, I thought it might be interesting to hear what Ralph Winter has to say about movies and faith. And yes, I would sit in on this Sunday school class at least once. (My favorite movie from 2011? The Way, followed by Moneyball.)
Finally, our Synonymous Rambler also suggested I check out what Google intends to bring to market before the end of this year. These are wrong on so many levels, yet I will probably be first in line to get them. What does that say about me?
Happy birthday songs were sung this last week to Mr. Potato Head; Enzo Ferrari; Johnny Hart; Yoko Ono; Andre “Dr. Dre” Young; Smokey Robinson; Amy Tan; Jeff Daniels; Prince Andrew; the Mir space station; Bobby Unser; Roger Penske; Davey Allison; Jerome “J” Geils; Walter Becker; Charles Barkley; Sam Peckinpah; Kelsey Grammer; George “Sparky” Anderson; and Steve Jobs.
Frazier is the last TV show I watched on a regular basis. Well, ok, other than ESPN’s Baseball Tonight. Relive some of the fun with me as we wish Kelsey Grammer a happy birthday.