The first teaser trailer for the forthcoming film The Lion, the Witch & the Wardrobe came out just recently and it looks to be a dazzling cinematic depiction of a story that no doubt has significant meaning to most of us. With this impending cultural event and the following up-swell that will likely follow (see: … Continue reading Is Aslan An Adequate Symbol For The Lion?
Monday afternoon. Leaving soon. Moon. June. Spoon. Candace is preparing our luggage and organizing the van for our return trip this evening. This little sojurn has been a pleasant enough excursion – greatly beneficial for strengthening my resolve and reminding us why we left. I do not mean that in a cynical sense, but in … Continue reading Homeward Bound
After the long day of ceremonies and glad-handing people that knew a shadow of my former self, a long swim in the In-Laws` pool was just the Egg-Drop Soup for the Soul that I needed – my wife and children as well. We stayed out until after the Sun had dipped beneath the horizon and … Continue reading Just Keep Swimming
There are few American conventions for which I have much affection; among the least of these would be graduation ceremonies. Perchance, once I have shuttled my own children through the spires of matriculation, I will have a bit more tolerance of these vain festivals. However, as it is now, I find them to be ponderous … Continue reading Pomp And Happenstance
Today is the graduation party for Candace’s sister. A poolside luau with barbecue, swimming, and back-yard volleyball. In true cynical form, it has been raining all day. For nearly a month there has been a mild drought in the East Texas area – but a few days ago, just as we crossed the Red River, … Continue reading Bring The Rain
A laid-back conversation with my youngest brother (concerning his academic and professional ambitions) was suddenly and absurdly segued into a severe cross-examination and/or debate (with regard to my own current station in life) by my father. That sentence, for all intents and purposes, says it all – but I must continue… Where his charges were … Continue reading When In-Laws Attack
Hot. Now, I have never been to the breathless jungles of Indochina, nor have I been to the burning Mohammedan deserts – but I believe that in the years I have spent under the cruel east Texas sun, I know what it is to be cowed under an oppressive and heat. I remember this heat … Continue reading Man Of The Land