It has been a busy week here at the iMonastery. Here is what has not happened. We have not, along with what once was a decent Midwest city, declared bankruptcy. We have not delivered the royal baby. We have not been spying on our fellow iMonks’ email or cell phone calls. And we have not led any round of the British Open. So what has kept us busy here this week? Well, there was a lot of birthday cake to be eaten on my behalf, and if you know anything about the eating habits of those here, that is enough to keep anyone busy. Now it’s time to grab brooms and sweep up the crumbs, crumbs we call Saturday Ramblings.
My oh my. How things can get misunderstood so quickly. Did the Vatican really say that Catholics can receive indulgences by following Pope Francis on Twitter during the World Youth Day? No, says fellow Jesuit James Martin.
World Youth Day is happening in Brazil. What isn’t happening in Brazil these days? The World Cup is. The Olympics are coming. Well, I guess one thing that isn’t happening in Brazil is the Catholic Church. Or at least that is the perception as the pope’s visit nears.
Did you know that Archbishop of Canterbury Justin Welby speaks in tongues? No? Neither did I. Here are some more interesting things to know about the head of the Anglicans.
Archaeologists think they have found King David’s palace. The size of the find shows “King David was an impressive man, as the Bible suggests, and not a small chieftain.” Meanwhile, Jeff Bezos, the founder and CEO of Amazon.com, found the sunken engines that helped propel Apollo 11 into space. Guess which of these discoveries excites me more?
Darryl Strawberry, pastor. Let that sink in for a bit. Former Met (among other teams) Darryl Strawberry, pastor. He says he is having more fun being a pastor than he ever did on a baseball diamond. He obviously has never chaired a church committee meeting, has he?
How many different kinds of atheists are there? Two? Four? If you said six, you are right. Six? Yes, six.
Your Rambler tries not to get too grumpy, but when people write books using what they learn from monks in order to teach business principles, the grump just comes on and I can’t help it.
A woman in Norman, Oklahoma doesn’t want her driver’s license any more. Is she admitting she’s a lousy driver and is sparing those of us who never make mistakes behind the wheel? No. She is concerned that having her picture and name on a card that also has a bar code on it makes her complicit in the mark of beast. Of course, with Google planning to put chips in our brains, she may not be too far off the page.
Oops. Seems PayPal credited Chris Reynolds with a bit more money than he expected. Well, ok, a lot more. Ninety Two Quadrillion more than he expected. Ninety. Two. Quadrillion. Reynolds said if it had been real, he would have paid off the national debt. Isn’t that nice of him?
And finally, the Synonymous Rambler brings to our attention the plight of NBA player Baron Davis. Seems Davis was driving in the desert between Los Angeles and Las Vegas recently when he was abducted by aliens. After being poked and prodded by said aliens, Davis found himself in the California town of Montebello, not knowing how he got there. He regained his senses by snacking on burgers and fries from In N Out. I cannot make this stuff up, you know …
Birthday boys and girls from this last week included Bob Crane; Jack Kemp; Patrick Stewart; Harrison Ford; Roger McGuinn; Cheech Marin; Woody Guthrie; Rosey Grier; Barry Sanders; Art Linkletter; Red Skelton; John Glenn; Brian May; and … me.
Well, since it was my birthday this week, and since I didn’t want to watch a Brian May solo, and since it is my blog … I present to you my favorite song by my favorite composer of all time. Enjoy.