Among other reasons why I am not worthy of the heavenlies, there is this. If you don’t hear from me again on this typographically-obscene website for several months, it is because I am looking for purgatory.  

My  boss’s boss, David, pulled me in the office today. “Spend some money,” he said. “Buy some clothes.” I had caught signals before that he wished I were a spiffy dresser, but I thought I had compensated enough. Evidently not. When I related this advice to my family, the menfolk were outraged. One brother hoped I flipped him the bird Read More

The sensitive cynics in my readership should by no means follow the link to this video about shame and vulnerability. They will hate it. It flows with the stream I am currently swimming in, however, which includes The Great Divorce from C. S. Lewis and Breathing Underwater from Richard Rohr. Still in progress is The Community Life of God from Read More

While on a business trip, over dinner the conversation turned toward how business was done back in the day. One of the managers mentioned that he used to sign off on huge expense bills for strip clubs. All agreed that in those days customers expected to be treated to dinner and strip show. It was just the way business was Read More