Here We Go Again

Yet again they are going to pull Terri's feeding tube. Ergo, yet again I am fasting. I would encourage all of you to fast as well, and offer your sacrifice for the conversion of Michael Schiavo.

Momma I'm Comin' Home

I'll be leaving here for spring break just as soon as I take one last test, the dreaded physiology test. I should be home sometime around 8 tonight given the current winds die down.

I've Been Upgraded

I got my courses all sorted out for fall semester. I got the printed, confirmed list from the registrar and was looking over it to make sure it was all correct, I looked at the class standing and I have been upgraded from a freshman to a JUNIOR. Yippeee!!! I should probably tell Jason, my advisor, that. This way he might not have so many qualms about putting into the classes that I'm qualified for.

Stroik Strikes Again

With a lovely renovation of the chapel in St. Theresa's Parish.

THIS SPLENDID 303 BRASS IS…….

Inert
Impotent
Does not go bang
It is ex-ammunition
Deader than Elvis Presley
Deader than my grandmother
And is deader than Monty Python's parrot.
It is dead because I shot it!

Please note: ERT is not a town in Australia. When I say it is “INERT” I am not saying that it is in a town called “ERT”. This has caused much confusion for some in the past. It can however, when reloaded, be LIVE and IN ERT at the same time if the name of your 303 rifle happens to be “ERT” & your good to go.

A truely funny(and lengthy) description of some 303 brass on ebay. It would be nice and simple but ebay kept shutting the auction down to make the guy clarify about this brass even more. Be sure to read his final disclaimer.

When a Body Meets Christ's Body Comin' Through the Rye

Rye bread that is. Dutch bakers are working on coming up with more flavorful communion wafers.

Link from Fr. Bryce.

Something to Keep You Busy

The entire Calvin and Hobbes collection online.

On Retainer

I figured out that, in an effort to keep my teeth from completely realigning themselves, I will be forced to wear my retainer for the rest of eternity, or until I upgrade to dentures. I discovered this last night unfortunately. My orthodontist told me that I wouldn't have to wear the retainers again and to just check every year or so, or after getting hit in the face with any type of sports ball, to make sure they still fit. Since my wisdom teeth are almost done with their rapid invasion of my oral cavity and my teeth were feeling a bit off kilter, I figured that I should see if they're still in the right spots. Apparently they aren't. It took a couple of ibuprofens to get them most of the way on. This wouldn't be such a feat with a normal retainer, but I have the clear kind that are like hollow dentures. So I will be wearing my retainer, and hopped up on ibuprofen, all weekend in the hope of massive ondontal reformation.