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Wednesday the 13th!

Coming down with something. Bleah. But still, the road goes ever on and on...

Day 01 - Introduce yourself
Day 02 - Your first love, in great detail
Day 03 - Your parents, in great detail
Day 04 - What you ate today, in great detail
Day 05 - Your definition of love, in great detail

Day 06 – Your day, in great detail
Day 07 – Your best friend, in great detail
Day 08 – A moment, in great detail
Day 09 – Your beliefs, in great detail
Day 10 – What you wore today, in great detail

Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail )

Day 12 – What’s in your bag, in great detail
Day 13 – This week, in great detail
Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail
Day 15 – Your dreams, in great detail
Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail
Day 17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail
Day 18 – Your favorite birthday, in great detail
Day 19 – Something you regret, in great detail
Day 20 – This month, in great detail
Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail
Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great detail
Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail
Day 24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail
Day 25 – A first, in great detail
Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail
Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great detail
Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail
Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great detail
Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail
Tuesday. Wednesday? No, definitely Tuesday.


Day 01 - Introduce yourself
Day 02 - Your first love, in great detail
Day 03 - Your parents, in great detail
Day 04 - What you ate today, in great detail
Day 05 - Your definition of love, in great detail

Day 06 – Your day, in great detail
Day 07 – Your best friend, in great detail
Day 08 – A moment, in great detail
Day 09 – Your beliefs, in great detail

Day 10 – What you wore today, in great detail )

Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail
Day 12 – What’s in your bag, in great detail
Day 13 – This week, in great detail
Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail
Day 15 – Your dreams, in great detail
Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail
Day 17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail
Day 18 – Your favorite birthday, in great detail
Day 19 – Something you regret, in great detail
Day 20 – This month, in great detail
Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail
Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great detail
Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail
Day 24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail
Day 25 – A first, in great detail
Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail
Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great detail
Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail
Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great detail
Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail

9 of 30

10 Oct 2010 13:07
thomryng: A Sepia Man in a Hat (Easter)
28th Sunday in Ordinary Time

The meme continues. Very nearly a third of the way through, now!

Days of Yore )

Day 09 – Your beliefs, in great detail

One must begin, I suppose, by asking, "beliefs about what exactly?"

God? Philosophy? Science? Art? Literature? History? Other people? Me?

It's quite impossible.

So. Having said that, here are just a few of the things in which I believe.

I believe in love.

I believe in beauty.

I believe in the power of friendship.

I believe in the power of the printed word.

I believe the sun will rise in the east tomorrow over both the just and the unjust.

I believe violence is almost never the solution to a problem.

I believe those who fail to learn the lessons of history will go the way of the Roman Empire.

I believe that great civilizations are not destroyed; rather, they commit suicide.

I believe all of us fall short of our potential and of the glory of God. This is called sin.

I believe my job as a human being is to seek Truth and to love. This is a pretty good response to sin.

I believe governments exist to guarantee to their people life, liberty, and justice.

I believe education is not just career training.

I believe that while science may provide answers to how, who, what, where, and when, it's pretty crappy at answering why.

I believe that one of the primary purposes of the artistic instinct is to create beauty, so that the artist may become a co-creator of the universe with God.

I believe that any technology that doesn't support community or the search for Truth probably ought to be avoided.

I believe that just because you can do a thing, it does not follow that you should do it.

I believe everything that the magesterium of the Catholic Church proposes for my belief.

I believe in one God, the Father almighty, maker of heaven and earth, of all things visible and invisible.

I believe in one Lord Jesus Christ, the Only Begotten Son of God, born of the Father before all ages. God from God, Light from Light, true God from true God, begotten, not made, consubstantial with the Father; through him all things were made. For us men and for our salvation he came down from heaven, and by the Holy Spirit was incarnate of the Virgin Mary, and became man. For our sake he was crucified under Pontius Pilate, he suffered death and was buried, and rose again on the third day in accordance with the Scriptures. He ascended into heaven and is seated at the right hand of the Father. He will come again in glory to judge the living and the dead and his kingdom will have no end.

I believe in the Holy Spirit, the Lord, the giver of life, who proceeds from the Father and the Son, who with the Father and the Son is adored and glorified, who has spoken through the prophets.

I believe in one, holy, catholic and apostolic Church. I confess one baptism for the forgiveness of sins and I look forward to the resurrection of the dead and the life of the world to come.


The rest of the days )

8 of 30

9 Oct 2010 09:16
thomryng: A Sepia Man in a Hat (I wear no mask)
Memorial of Blessed John Henry Newman

More meme-y goodness. A difficult moment that sticks with me at the moment.

Days of Yore )

Day 08 – A moment, in great detail

The first day of the trial. We heard from three police officers, the forensics tech, and the victim.

The officers appeared in both descending order of rank and increasing order of memory recall.

The first two were the first responders. They arrived within two minutes of the initial call of shots fired to 911. The third arrived some minutes later, alone. All three were professional - they had all obviously appeared in court before. They all looked and spoke like the very epitome of the "urban cop" archetype. The first was the veteran, wily and careful, while the other two still had the "buff rookie" thing going. They might have come straight from central casting.

The forensics tech was a young woman in a black suit, her hair pulled back in a severe bun. She clearly took her stark appearance and crisp, clipped sentences from television crime dramas.

The defense attorney, however, reminded me of a slightly wider Tim Gunn, and the prosecutor reminded me eerily of a thinner, fitter version of my congressman.

The thing you don't get from crime dramas is the waiting. The jury was excused after the forensics testimony at about 11 AM. We were called back in at 3:15.

When we returned to the court, the victim was already sworn in.

Wheel chair. Blue shirt runs with the Crips. Rambly, self-interrupting, never finished high school. Now can't finish a sentence without you know what I'm saying? Falls back into sports metaphors mixed like traveling touch-backs from shortstop. You know what I'm saying? Just chilling, relaxing, lounging, I was lounging, you know what I'm saying? Lounging. Squash it 'cos we're family, you… or you take it to the park. Like a man does. You know what I'm saying? He was my guy. We all came a long way. Long way.

Tears and breakdown. Genuine confusion.

Can't understand why this happened. How his guy could do this. Why? The man with the gun has the power. You know what I'm saying? How could he do this? Long way. Lost memory and dreamed of sports, of heroes, of athletes saying good bye, leaving him, forsaking him. He had just met a beautiful lady. Just lounging. Lounging. And how his head is scrambled and he will never walk again. Why? Long way. Break


You know what I mean.

The rest of the days )

7 of 30

8 Oct 2010 18:19
thomryng: Just we two (Just we two)
Memorial of St. Simeon

After a one-day hiatus, the meme continues!

Days of Yore )

Day 07 – Your best friend, in great detail

I don't know where to begin with describing Francine.

Several years ago, I wrote a brief description that runs like this:

I'm in love with my best friend. Her name is Francine.

She's a creative, talented writer who is developing her craft and is serious about the business of writing.

She's darn intelligent; she sees things other people don't see, or she sees them half a step ahead of everyone else. Or at least me.

She's passionate; whether angry or loving, she does nothing half way. She takes big bites. Her eyes flash with her inner shining.

She's beautiful. I love the way her smooth skin flows gracefully from her forehead to her ankles. And she takes care of herself.

She's funny, and her laugh is delightfully infectious.

She takes care of me, she challenges me, she inspires me.

She's manic and she's calming by turns. She's so easy to be with, and so difficult to be without.

Even her fears are a comfort to me, because they are so similar to my doubts and fears.

Does that get to the heart of it? I don't know. I do know that she saved my sanity and was the instrument of saving my soul as well.

Francine's latest venture is coffee roasting; she and her best girlfriend [ profile] singingbarista sell their home-roasted coffee, in both drinkable and bulk forms, at the Proctor farmers' market in Tacoma. She's out back roasting coffee in the (rather cramped) garage right now.

If you're in the area, I encourage you to drop by the market tomorrow and pick some up. The Burundi is fantastic.

The rest of the days )

6 of 30

5 Oct 2010 16:58
thomryng: Ruff (Ruff)
Memorial of St. Placid

The meme continues! Sort of.

Days of Yore )

Day 06 – Your day, in great detail

As I am still on jury duty, I am unable to say very much except, "today I went to the court house to fulfill my jury duty". So that's what I'm going to say.

Today I went to the court house to fulfill my jury duty.

Francine packed me a lovely lunch, which was lovely.

Now I will drink a beer.

The rest of the days )
Feast of Saint Francis of Assisi

Yesterday being Sunday, I did not post. However, today you get two for the price of one!

Day 01 - Introduce yourself
Day 02 - Your first love, in great detail
Day 03 - Your parents, in great detail

Day 04 - What you ate today, in great detail

This is the question I should have answered yesterday. Since I didn't, I'll tell you what I ate yesterday, to the best of my recollection.

My parish celebrates Mass at 10:00AM, and I like to keep the midnight fast*, so the first thing I ate was after Mass downstairs in the parish hall.

I believe I had two cups of coffee, some banana bread, and a few cookies.

Later, Francine and I went to the annual Greek Festival at St. Nicholas Greek Orthodox Church down the hill. We go every year. I just love the art in the church proper, and Francine enjoys the Greek dancing under the big pavilion they put up. The big attraction, though, is the dinner.

I enjoyed lamb, rice, green beans (a secret recipe apparently known to every grandmother on the globe), salad, bread, and a bottle of beer with the unlikely name of Mythos.

You just can't make this stuff up, folks.

I also had some Greek calamari and some loukoumades. A little bit of sweet Greek coffee, and I rather fancy I waddled out of there.

Much, much later that evening, I had a small bowl of moose tracks ice cream.

Now... on to today!

Day 05 - Your definition of love, in great detail

Love is the thing that gives materialists hives, because it's one of the things that you cannot prove using mathematics or the scientific method.

The problem is, of course, that there are many different things that all fall under the same word in English which really aren't the same thing at all. Love transcends any definition that tries to pin it down to an emotional affection, or a romantic or sexual attraction, or a filial devotion.

Perhaps Love is an act of will, where we wish the good of another with no thought to our own good as a consequence. After all,

For God so loved the world that he gave his only Son, so that everyone who believes in him might not perish but might have eternal life. For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but that the world might be saved through him. (John 3:16-17)

This is my commandment: love one another as I love you. No one has greater love than this, to lay down one's life for one's friends. (John 15:12-13)
The fact is, I don't know that the definition of love can ever be exhausted because human beings are complicated and there is nothing more human than love.

Just think a moment about the overwhelmingly vast number of love songs written in the last fifty years - our species worships the idea of love, I suspect because if you dig deep enough into us, you'll find that we're beings created for love.

I think Augustine said something about that, but I'm not going to pursue it as all that talk about food earlier had made me hungry and distracted.

Tell you what, strike everything I just said and settle for this:

“God is love, and he who abides in love abides in God, and God abides in him”
(1 John 4:16)

* Yes, I know the obligatory minimum Eucharistic fast is technically only one hour, but really, who on earth only does the obligatory minimums for those they love?

The rest of the days )

3 of 30

2 Oct 2010 14:50
thomryng: A Sepia Man in a Hat (Clan Wombat)
Feast of the Guardian Angels

Day three of the continuing meme. I'm taking a break from cleaning up the garage. Now that it's almost three in the afternoon, I might grab some lunch, too.

As we go forward in this project, I will be friends-locking some of these posts, particularly those that probably shouldn't be in the public domain.

Day 01 - Introduce yourself
Day 02 - Your first love, in great detail

Day 03 - Your parents, in great detail

Not great detail. More like impressionism.

My mother reminded me in a reply to the previous post that she taught me to read. I really don't remember that, but that's not too surprising as I was very young at the time. That means she gave me three of the greatest gifts any man has: life, love, and literacy.

Hard to top that.

My mother has a master's degree in economics from the University of Chicago and now works in a school with developmentally disabled students. Much of her life while I was growing up was work and school, an ethic I was slow to learn. I remember Christmas cookies and the smell of red wine simmering with cloves and orange. To this day, those smells always remind me of my Mom.

My step-father is a pipe-fitter. Some of my fondest childhood memories involve perusing my Dad's National Geographic Atlas of the World while listening to him practice his piano in the background. He taught me to play chess when I was about six or so. I beat him for the first time when I was 17. He handed me my first D&D set.

None of that really tells you anything, does it?

I remember museums and the zoo. Seeing The Nutcracker every year. Family vacations that always seemed to include endless hours in the old Volvo station wagon. Family dinners at our kitchen table almost every night. The Very Serious discussion I had with my Mom about staying up to watch Doctor Who, which started at 11:00 PM on a school night.

I remember the feeling of being safe, comforted, warm, loved.

Lest I over-romanticize, I also remember what seemed at the time to be a ridiculous amount of household chores on sunny days, including painting fences, digging weeds in the garden, picking up a tree-full of disgusting, rotting pears that fell in our yard on what seemed like a daily basis. Mowing the lawn with a push-mower. Shoveling snow by hand. I remember my Dad beating me for lying to him. All part of growing up, I reckon.

I love my parents. Seems obvious, I know, but it's the one truth that's bundled up inside all these impressions and memories.

The rest of the days )

2 of 30

1 Oct 2010 09:00
thomryng: Caxton's Chaucer (Caxton's Chaucer)
Feast of Saint Thérèse of Lisieux

Day two of the continuing meme.

No jury duty today; instead I'm writing and looking for work and running errands.

Day 1 Introduce yourself

Day 02 - Your first love, in great detail

Although the question presumes romance, I was always taught that a gentleman does not discuss these matters.

Besides, my earliest attempts in this area, while perhaps entertaining in a train-wreck sort of way, have faded in my memory to that hazy nostalgia that is only on the vaguest of speaking terms with the facts.

So instead, I'll talk briefly about my oldest, deepest, and most enduring love: books.

My family emigrated from Germany to the United States when I was three months shy of my fourth birthday. I spoke no English. Thanks to the magic of Sesame Street and my dear Mister Rogers, I was reading and writing English by the time I was five.

From my earliest days, I devoured books. When I read fiction, I can read extremely quickly. I remember particularly one summer morning coming back from the library with Watership Down. I opened the book as I started up the stairs to my room. Halfway up, I sat down on one of the wooden steps and read the book cover to cover, finishing just as I was being called down for dinner.

I hadn't moved from that step the entire time. I was probably about 12 years old.

I quickly tired of the readers we had in my grammar school. I was caught reading The Hobbit in my second grade (age 8?) reading class instead of doing the assignment. The teacher did not believe I was actually reading the book, and she quizzed me on the spot about the plot. She pointed out several words in the text and asked me what they meant.

The next week, I was assigned the 8th grade reading book. Unfortunately, I then spent most of the remainder of my grammar school career reading the same books year after year. Needless to say, at some point I lost interest. I don't think I actually passed a Reading or English course after that until High School. I just didn't see the point in doing assignments I'd already done the year previous. Or five years previous.

During my recesses, I read every book in my grade school library. I still have the thesaurus the Librarian gifted me upon my graduation in 1980.

My first job was volunteering at the Chicago Public Library.

After college I worked in book stores for ten years before I realized I would never make a proper living at it. I would happily own and operate a book store if I had some other source of income.

As the old joke goes - How do you make a million in the book trade? Start with two million.

Beyond simply reading, I love the romance of the book and the very physical objects themselves. One of my most treasured possessions is a calfskin-covered incunabula of Cæsar's Commentaries. The dedication is to Friedrich Wilhelm of Brandenburg (Principi Friderico Wilhelmo, Marchioni Bradndenburgico).

I love the smell of book dust - I have been known to be able to sniff out old books hidden from view. I once discovered a box of old missals and hymnals that had been lost behind a pipe organ in a choir loft for approximately fifty years.

As I sit in my office writing this, I am surrounded by books. Some are old friends, traveling with me since I was a child, and some are only weeks old. A precarious pile sits next to my armchair in the corner, waiting to be read. I have signed first editions, and paperback pulp, Geoffrey Chaucer and Lewis Carroll, Lord Norwich and H.P. Lovecraft, G.K. Chesterton and Italo Calvino, Borgés and Benedict.

Books were my first great love, and I love them still.

The rest of the days )
That's right! An actual meme!

Courtesy [ profile] volare

I plugged some samples of my writing into the analyzer thingamagummy, and here's what I got:

"The Passion of Klara Hauptmann" (story):

I write like
James Joyce

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!

A random couple of paragraphs from the latest Cruenti Dei Chronicle:

I write like
Edgar Allan Poe

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!

Draft of a new story:

I write like
H. P. Lovecraft

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!

And, most worryingly, the Summary of Qualifications from my CV:

I write like
Kurt Vonnegut

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!

You Are Riding Boots
You are very sophisticated. You have refined tastes, and you don't fall for cheesy trends.
You are naturally chic and stylish. You can pull together a great look in no time flat.

You don't need a lot of flash or bling in your life. You prefer the glamour of the understated.
You treasure wisdom. You are attracted to ideas and things that have stood the test of time.

I'm sure I will have a proper post at some point. Really. Just now I'm moving furniture and books about.
Visit Mr. Picassohead. You'll thank me.

If you're feeling brave, post one of your pictures.

Here are two of mine:

Three Prophets

Still Life


Also, if you're feeling Theological, check out the Doctors of the Church.

You’re St. Melito of Sardis!

You have a great love of history and liturgy. You’re attached to the traditions of the ancients, yet you recognize that the old world — great as it was — is passing away. You are loyal to the customs of your family, though you do not hesitate to call family members to account for their sins.

Find out which Church Father you are at The Way of the Fathers!

I've never heard of St. Melito, but the description is dead on for me. Kinda' spooky.

Good night, Gracie.

First, your meme of the day, courtesy of [ profile] literary_equine :

How smart are you? - Intelligence Test

That's 24 out of 25 correct. I wonder which question I got wrong?

We'll move on now to the geeky Church news portion of today's entertainment. Never mind Catholic / Orthodox rapprochement (a thousand years of schism can't be wrong!), it seems the Russians are upset with Constantinople (that's Istanbul, for you young Turks out there). I blame Estonia. If they'd only converted to Unitarianism, none of this would have happened.

And as I've long suspected, the Pope really is crazy like a fox. I won't bore you with his other chess moves (they're mostly liturgical), but for those who thought this would be a transitional Papacy, Benedict is increasingly making Pope John Paul II look like he was the transition.

And when did BBC stop capitalizing God?

On a more personal note, my schedule has really screwed up my praying of the Hours. I'm trying to fix that, but it's been a struggle.

Meanwhile, wedding plans are the chaos that wedding plans apparently always are. Still, we've finally got another planning session put together, so that's a good thing.

My plans for continued employment with Catholic schools in Tacoma is collapsing like a startled soufflé.

Plan A is proving a difficult sell - a month I've been on-and-off working on a presentation to the Principals and Pastors, and it only started coming together yesterday in any meaningful way. Trouble is, the plan only makes financial sense if you assume that the goal is to (eventually) open several more schools. It's rather difficult to get these folks to that view, when their paradigm is built on "can we afford to stay open for another year?"

The demographics support twelve or more schools where we currently have seven, but I don't think I can get them to look that far ahead.

Plan B is increasingly looking unlikely. The Archdiocese just hasn't budgeted for the position I'd fill.

Plan C involves sending out résumés. This, I started yesterday. Looks like Frank Russell is looking for a FrameMaker guru. Why not?

Oh, and my laptop finally died. There went my savings account.

Cruenti Dei continues to stumble on towards the starting line. I'm very pleased with [ profile] amphigori's illustrations. I still haven't seen anything from [ profile] badhairs , which doesn't surprise me given his life situation, nor from [ profile] starkad67 , which is quite worrying.

I'm still trying to get up to speed on Campaign Cartographer 2 - I'm was hoping to have these maps done pretty quickly, but it's proving more difficult than I thought. I may have to go with hand-drawn maps. Not my first choice, but I'm trying to work to deadline, here.

I did get the Preview PDF put together, complete with a couple of illustrations and a silly little sketch map. [ profile] amphigori's Wenemet sketch makes the whole thing worth downloading, though for the final masterpiece, you'll have to purchase the rulebook when it's available.

Speaking of which, the rulebook is pretty much done, except for the tables and the illustration inserts. So that's something.

Did I mention I've been really busy?

I've also not been sleeping very well for the last few weeks, something that I seem to share with a number of people on my friendslist. I suspect that R'lyeh may be poking its wee head above the waves. I've also been having quite the surreal nightmares. Interestingly, I've not been to Carcosa in a while.

Seen everywhere:

1. Go to
2. Put in Username: nycareers and Password: landmark.
3. Take their "Career Matchmaker" questions.
4. Post the top ten results

1. Anthropologist

2. Professor

3. Historian

4. Music Teacher / Instructor

5. ESL Teacher

6. Foreign Language Instructor

7. Computer Trainer

8. Criminologist

9. Actor

10. High School Teacher

Leaving aside for a moment the fact that I have no ability in music or foreign languages (not to mention the fact that this list looks suspiciously like an enumeration of my Call of Cthulhu characters), I'm amazed at the sheer number of teaching positions on my list.

To the above, I must add

11. Elementary School Teacher

12. Special Education Teacher

13. Teacher Assistant

16. Early Childhood Educator

18. Corporate Trainer

Another huge chunk are related to film (14, 15, 21, 24, 34, 40). Writer comes in at 20, wedged between Comedian and Political Aide.

Clearly, I'm destined to be the next James Lipton.


(... and therefore I believe the President and Vice President of the United States must be impeached.)
Following a discussion of what exactly constitutes a Nerd, and my proud acceptance of the title, I found this bit of confirmation.

Less awkward than I would have expected, but there you go. says I'm an Uber Cool Nerd King.  What are you?  Click here!

Nerds, unite!

(... and therefore I believe the President and Vice President of the United States must be impeached.)

Find out your Harry Potter personality at LiquidGeneration!

Francine says its because I'm "inventive".


Off to Vashon and other things and places. Gotta see old Remembrance Morford. After all, it's Francine's birthday!

(... and therefore I believe the President and Vice President of the United States must be impeached.)
Book meme from [ profile] some_dumb_blurt via [ profile] garpu :

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 23.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next three sentences in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don't dig for your favorite book, the cool book, or the intellectual one: pick the CLOSEST.

Just for fun, I took the excerpt from page xxiii.

"It has opened up to us a wealth of material and an abundance of findings that enable the figure of Jesus to become present to us with a vitality and depth that we could not have imagined even just a few decades ago. I have merely tried to go beyond purely historical-critical exegesis so as to apply new methodological insights that allow us to offer a properly theological interpretation of the Bible. To be sure, this requires faith, but the aim unequivocally is not, nor should it be, to give up serious engagement with history."

Jesus of Nazareth, Pope Benedict XVI.

See, this is why I usually skip the Foreward until the end. The book itself is remarkably free of the prose density of the example cited above. In fact, the book itself is freakin' brilliant.
So, thomryng, your LiveJournal reveals...

You are... 4% unique
(blame, for example, your interest in wombats in waistcoats)
and 4% herdlike
(partly because you, like everyone else, enjoy tea).
When it comes to friends you are popular. In terms of the way you relate to people, you are wary of trusting strangers.

Your writing style (based on a recent public entry) is overcomplicated.

Your overall weirdness is: 41

(The average level of weirdness is: 28.
You are weirder than 82% of other LJers.)

Find out what your weirdness level is!

Ooh! I'm overcomplicated! And wary!

Edited to add:

According to this quiz, I'm a republican liberal-leaning planner.

Republican - This includes a large bulk of modern-day American politicians, whether Republican or Democratic. This includes values of basic racial equality but not necessarily affirmative action. It's a strong rejection of racism and a strong embrace of democracy, but not into the social levelling or hyper-secularism of the democrat level.

Liberal-Leaning - Those moving in the direction of individual autonomy, critical of government, opposed to sin taxes and moral codes fall in this area. A majority of Americans fall here or in the moderate section.

Planner - Few Democrats fit here, but FDR is probably the most aggressive move in this direction, followed by LBJ. They believe that the market is useful for many areas, but overall it is too chaotic, irrational or unfair, and it takes the keen eye of the state or bureaucracy to correct market imperfections. They support nationalization of industries, guaranteed employment for all, massive welfare entitlements, and massive public works. They associate economic success with high employment, high production, and massive government involvement; the super-rich are usually allowed to still exist normally, but less so in business or managerial capacities. Ultimately, the market is either short-sighted or unfair, and some outside force must step in to correct it.

Well. Let me just say that the third axis of this quiz has gotten me completely wrong. Unfortunately, there doesn't seem to be a spot in their paradigm for my favoured economic system.

I only recently discovered that this economic system actually has been postulated before and has a name: Distributism. I was rather surprised to read that it was developed by Catholic thinkers like Chesterton in response to the great social justice encyclicals.

Perhaps that Augustinian education sank in after all.
Went home early. I've spent most of the week at work preparing assorted projects and continuing duties for the sudden lack of me doing them. About three this afternoon, it was all a little too much.

So here are some silly memes I've been tagged with and I'm waaay tardy on.

Thom likes to...

Here's the deal: Google "[your name] likes to" and record the first ten entries.
  1. Thom likes to quote Big Bill Broonzy who, when asked to define "folk songs" replied "I reckon all songs are folk songs, I never heard no horses singing"
  2. Thom likes to be challenged.
  3. Thom likes to be seen as "Mr. Congeniality"
  4. thom likes to stay home.
  5. Thom likes to blog
  6. Thom likes to perform in attire that you wouldn't expect a sword swallower to be in.
  7. Thom likes to explore the meditative side of martial arts.
  8. Thom likes to add in random shit that sometimes is meaningless
  9. When disaster strikes, Thom likes to be right in the middle of it, and I like to be as far away as possible.
  10. Thom likes to cu sto mi ze his posts A LOT.

The strange thing is... they're all true! Some of them are quite boring, as well. Apparently, "Thom likes to breathe" didn't quite make the top ten.

I think that number 7 should probably read "Thom likes to explore the martial side of meditative arts", but hey, that's just me.

Number 8 totally pegs my writing modus operandi.

I confess that number 9 worries me a great deal.

Explain Yourself!

[ profile] qos tagged me to explain three of my interests and three of my icons. She said:

I choose: korbiniansbaer, bast, djehuti

Icons: Tuvan Snow Leopard, No Mask?/No Mask!, Stupor Mundi
Here goes.

Korbiniansbaer: When Pope Benedict was elected, I noted with some interest that on his papal coat of arms, he has a bear in a backpack. This, I decided, was pretty darn odd. Further research uncovered the legend of Saint Corbinian. He was a character from Bavaria who went to Rome... much like Benedict. Anyway, I thought the story was charming, and the use of the bear said a lot about the Pope, so I listed korbiniansbaer (the German name of the bear in question).

Bast: Ah, that Qos is a naughty one. Bast was, in my pagan days, my patroness. Her name to this day is tattooed on my left arm. She is joy.

Djehuti: Continuing the theme, Djehuti is the ancient Egyptian name of the god the Greeks called Thoth because, apparently, they couldn't pronounce "Djehuti". I suppose it's just possible that the modern pronunciation is putting some dipthongs where they oughtn't to be. If you carefully pronounce each letter of "Thoth" individually, you get pretty close to the original.

Tuvan Snow Leopard

I'm a big fan of Tuvan throat singing, and the snow leopard is one of the ancient symbols of Tuva.

No Mask?/No Mask!

This is a reference to The King in Yellow, specifically this exchange:

CAMILLA: You sir, should unmask.


CASSILDA: Indeed it's time. We all have laid aside disguise but you.

STRANGER: I wear no mask.

CAMILLA: (Terrified, aside to Cassilda.) No mask? No mask!

The King in Yellow Act 1-Scene 2d.

Stupor Mundi

This is a picture from the only book ever written by a Holy Roman Emperor, a slim little volume called De arte venandi cum avibus, by Emperor Friedrich II. The words are a translation of the Emperor's electoral motto, Complurium thriorium ego strepitum audivi, the true meaning of which no contemporary or historian has been able to explain.

As for who to tag with these memes, I tag you! If you're interested in me picking out three of your interests and icons for you to explain, drop me a comment.

Edited to add: About a year ago, I went on at some length about the Emperor's motto here. Well, I found it amusing...
gURL.comI took the "The Nine Muses" quiz on
My muse is...

Calliope is the patron goddess of epic poetry. She is often depicted holding a writing tablet and wearing a golden crown, for she is the oldest of the muses and their leader. Her name means "The Fair Voiced," but Calliope inspires eloquence in writing. Read more...

Who is your muse?
What American accent do you have?
Created by Xavier on

Northern. Whether you have the world famous Inland North accent of the Great Lakes area, or the radio-friendly sound of upstate NY and western New England, your accent is what used to set the standard for American English pronunciation (not much anymore now that the Inland North sounds like it does).

Take this quiz now - it's easy!
We're going to start with "cot" and "caught." When you say those words do they sound the same or different?

On the twelfth day of Christmas, thomryng sent to me...
Twelve clockworks drumming
Eleven beatles piping
Ten airships a-leaping
Nine prussians dancing
Eight wombats a-milking
Seven sonnets a-swimming
Six guinness a-playwriting
Five stra-a-a-ategy games
Four used bookstores
Three civil rights
Two seattle mariners
...and a bast in a mythology.
Get your own Twelve Days:
... though there were an awful lot of questions. There is nothing in the description with which I disagree.

Third Way Liberal

You scored 66% Personal Liberty and 36% Economic Liberty!
A third way liberal believes in little to moderate government intervention on personal matters and moderate to high government intervention on economic matters. They tend to be opposed to war, police powers, victimless crimes, and what they may consider to be a corporate state or rogue capitalism. They generally support personal liberty and believes in a social safety net or welfare state. They support self-ownership and privacy. Third way liberals are essentially the "mainstream" left and left of center.

My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
free online datingfree online dating
You scored higher than 99% on Personal
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You scored higher than 99% on Economic

Link: The Politics Test written by brainpolice.

Comment with your username (or some other witticism) and I'll give you an honest compliment. Then post this in your journal and spread the love.

And if I don't know you, um, well...I'll do my best. Don't be surprised if some of them are a trifle... odd.

First seen at [ profile] ladyeuthanasia but apparently widespread.
LogoThere are:
people with my name
in the U.S.A.

How many have your name?

I'm pretty sure I exist...

Thanks to [ profile] rhonan for the link.

Thom Ryng points gun at George W.

George W. freaked and had his bodyguards beat up Thom Ryng
'What will your Headline be?' at

Go here: and pick five quotations that you think represent or appeal to you:

Where all think alike, no one thinks very much. - Walter Lippmann (1889 - 1974)

Out of thine own mouth will I judge thee. - Bible, Luke xix. 22.

The world is not yet exhaused; let me see something tomorrow which I never saw before. - Samuel Johnson (1709 - 1784)

Our generation is realistic, for we have come to know man as he really is. After all, man is that being who invented the gas chambers of Auschwitz; however, he is also that being who entered those gas chambers upright, with the Lord's Prayer or the Shema Yisrael on his lips. - Viktor Frankl, "Logotherapy in a Nutshell" Man's Search for Meaning (1959, 1962, 1985)

It's kind of fun to do the impossible. - Walt Disney (1901 - 1966)
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watch thomryng fight

Off to wash some dishes.

Edited to add: I am win! )

Edited to add: Obituary, Possibly Related to Above )


create your own visited countries map

It looks so much more impressive if I use the Europe or North American maps.

Dear friends, this being the feast of St. Isidore of Seville (the patron saint of the internet), I thought perhaps I'd open with a short quote.

If a man wants to be always in God's company, he must pray regularly and read regularly. When we pray, we talk to God; when we read, God talks to us. All spiritual growth comes from reading and reflection. (Maxims of St. Isidore, circa 620AD)

As an aside, I find the idea that a bishop was named "Isidore" roughly as amusing as one named "Thorsson" or "Jovian".

Sunday we attended the wedding of John Scott Tynes and Jennifer Scott Tynes (as I suppose I must now call them). It was held in an amazing old mansion in Seattle.

Some Pictures )

It was wonderful to meet [ profile] ktynes, [ profile] nallasenyt, [ profile] iamnikchick, and so many sans LJ. It was also quite nice to catch up with some old friends. I only wish there had been more time.

Yesterday while [ profile] jaynefury headed off to work, I had breakfast with Messers Scott Glancy and Andrew Migliore. Homland Security would no doubt be apalled at our lack of patriotism unquestioning obedience. Andrew was nice enough to give me a ride back to Tacoma.

I don't know if you've heard, but a number of Catholic bishops have come out very strongly against the new immigration "reform". The statement released by our own archbishop was essentially a call to civil disobedience. Huzzah!

Finally, a silly meme...

The Celestial Choir )

Edited to add: As usual, Francine puts in all the details I've left out.
Serenity Meme )

Haven't seen much of the series, but it feels right. Except for the celibacy part. I hope.

The film reminded me suspiciously of the old Traveller RPG. Same flavour, same world view, same feel.

Of course, I like Traveller quite a bit as it was the first RPG I ever ran. You've got to love a future history that starts out like this...

In the mid 22nd century, settlers in the asteroid belt invented a new engine that would take them to the nearest star in something under a week. When they got there, they were surprised to discover that the planets there were populated by colonists from a civilization vastly older than theirs. A Human civilization, Homo Sapiens sapiens.

And they were Black.

Fast forward three thousand years, sprinkle with Asimov's Foundation series and large calibre weapons, and voilá! Traveller.
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A person of questionable sanity who starts their own cult

'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at</td>

Hmm. Is it OK to start a wacky cult and not believe in it? I mean, it seemed to work for L. Ron Hubbard, but now we're stuck with Tom Cruise and John Travolta. Perhaps somebody can use this little masterpiece to start.

Go, go my minions! Create for me a wacky religious cult! If at all possible, involve mayonnaise!
Again, much weirdness courtesy [ profile] chordam7

Get your own spectral analysis from Area 23®

Nope, I've no idea what it means either.

Edited to add:

Writery Quiz Thing from Jason )

Flattered, but I'm not buying it.
Hmm. I think two or three of these may even be true...

Ten Top Trivia Tips about Thom Ryng!

  1. Thom Ryng is the last letter of the Greek alphabet.

  2. If you drop Thom Ryng from the top of the Empire State Building, he will be falling fast enough to kill before reaching the ground.

  3. If you kiss Thom Ryng for one minute you will burn six or seven calories.

  4. Reindeer like to eat Thom Ryng.

  5. Thom Ryng is 1500 years older than the pyramids.

  6. Apples are covered with a thin layer of Thom Ryng.

  7. Olympic badminton rules say that Thom Ryng must have exactly fourteen feathers.

  8. The pigment Indian Yellow was manufactured from the urine of cows fed only on Thom Ryng.

  9. Over 2000 people have now climbed Thom Ryng, with roughly ten percent dying on the way down!

  10. Thom Ryng is the smallest of Jupiter's many moons.

I am interested in - do tell me about


My blog is worth $3,951.78.
How much is your blog worth?

The way I figure it, somebody owes me almost four thousand bucks. I prefer PayPal.

Link courtesy Mr. [ profile] chordam7, who I saw this morning on the bus.

In other news, work continues to be busy, and I think I'm going to purchase some theatre tickets for this evening. I sure hope [ profile] jaynefury is free...
Nicked from various people.

Who else is love?   
[ profile] pseudomonas me scripsit anno 2005

I don't think they quite got the colours right!

And just for good measure...

Who else is love?   
[ profile] pseudomonas me scripsit anno 2005

In the year 2006 I resolve to:

Stop making silly resolutions.

Get your resolution here

Another pointless meme, I suppose, though if anyone has any questions or requires clarifications, I'm sure I'd be happy to oblige.

Today was simply horrific. And I'm only exaggerating a wee. Yesterday was the school's Christmas Program, so of course I didn't get home until after 11:00, what with the buses and the missing of buses and the walking home from downtown in the freezing air bits.

So I was dragging a little today.

So far today I've: toted around Extremely Heavy Things, scooped ice cream to 150 or so students, witnessed a student have an allergic reaction so violent that paramedics were called and walls had to be mopped, helped with auditions for the school play, and watched several otherwise rational and together people have breakdowns due to assorted reactions (and lack of same) to projectile vomiting and assorted emergency medical procedures.

Oh, and I had to wash ice cream off of my sweater. Naturally, the blazing radiator in my office picked that very moment to shut off, so hours later the sleeves are still wet.

So yeah, one of those days. Exhausted and finding it difficult to concentrate or focus or much of anything. And I've got some serious housecleaning to accomplish before Saturday afternoon.

Right. So here's the Meme:

Read more... )
LiveJournal Haiku!
Your name:thomryng
Your haiku:he himself was shot
dead my it's cold outside we
just had a fire drill
Created by Grahame
So, the book itself is cool enough, but whoever decided to use a scalloped shell to hold open the pages for the photographer is a geeenius.

At least, I think it's a scalloped shell...

Oh, and here's a meme I stumbled into...

Leave your name and
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll pick a flavor of jello you should wrestle in.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal.