THIS article was on the front page of CNN.com and above the word blasphemous was this picture:

My first thought was “Errol Flynn was Jesus?”

Anyway, I read the article about the scholar John Dominic Crossan and found it interesting. I don’t usually mention religion, but I think about it – and I guess he does too.

I keep things in special boxes, most of which are made out of wood. Some came from Thailand when my husband was in service there; others are from GoodWill where people have turned in kid’s projects or crafts of which they have tired.

In one box, I have for years seen this flowered note as I have pawed around for a necklace or a ring or something special. I slowly began to think it was something other than it is. I looked at it today; it was from grandmother . . . and the Lana Jane she mentions is that cousin of mine who is nine months younger than I. Come April, though, we will both be the same age – HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. Oops, forgot myself for a moment there.

Back of card

And what she wrote.

Cameron is a reader. He likes history and philosophy and he retains a lot of he reads. He also can pull a quote out of his head for humor’s sake: When Shane was being somewhat stubborn, Cameron expressed Shane’s attitude with “You can go to Hell; I’m going to Texas.” It sounded familiar to me and Der Bingle reminded me it was what Davy Crockett said to Congress.

Cameron needs a push when it comes to novels, however. I have told him good writing and English usage seeps into your mind and subtly improves your ability to say something well. I have also pointed out that in novels, you are exposed to the universal emotions and worries that you might think are something unique to you. You learn about people and you learn about yourself. Good memoirs can do that as well.

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I came across my copy of The Tender Bar by J.R. Moehringer yesterday. I found it an exceptional book. I thought of handing it to him, but I have learned. So I called him over and asked him to log into his Kindle account – which is unfunded. I typed it in and paid for it and it downloaded to his computer/Kindle . . . whatever.

Sooner or later, he may take a look at it and find a sentence that will link his heart and mind, a sentence that will stay with him, not because of the drama but because it hits that “sweet spot” of thought and emotion and language.

So, it is a new tech age now. From Grandma to Cameron . . .  Start reading The Tender Bar on your Kindle in under a minute. (Courtesy of Amazon.com)

Here is about ten minutes ago:

And here is what is coming in the next hours:

We are hoping Der Bingle doesn’t have too much trouble, but the storm is moving east and he is moving west and WAIT! I here hear (see, relief caused a homophonic moment) his voice.

So I will tell you the story of a 62- year- old AmeliaJake figuring out how to do a partial screen shot of a map in motion on weather.com. Felt like I was back doing geometry proofs. As it is, on a Mac using Snow Leopard you have to go to applications and get the grab thingie. And save as a jpeg and not a jpeg-2000.

Yes. Well, that’s why they call it whether.

Okay, I was on the phone with Quentin just a little while ago and he asked about the winter storm coming. It was a three-way-call and Der Bingle and I both uttered a “huh?” Turns out there is an advisory out. Here I thought we were just coming out of an icing/snowing spell. But there it is, tomorrow we are to have another icy mixture turning to snow. And, as luck would have it, Der Bingle is driving up tomorrow night instead of Friday.

We must be snow magnets.