How ya’ll? Good holidays and all that I hope. Mine were but I came back to an apartment that looks like a truck hit it and left it for dead. Also, Alexander has a bum foot that may be the result of battling a little abscess from fighting with the mean stray who thinks he owns the place. He’s showing some improvement so I’m not rushing him to the vet because abscesses just need to be drained (it’s as gross as it sounds) so we’ll see if he manages to open the wound. He has all day inside to make that happen. And further days inside until he starts putting more pressure on the foot. If he’s still hobbling in a day or two it’s off to the vet he goes. His most favoritest thing! He’s upset with me but it’s for his own good. That seems to be a theme lately….
Anyway, a few post-Xmas, pre-New Year’s things…
The Fab. Ms. McClain and I are going to the Kennedy Center in Feb. to see the Alvin Ailey troupe perform and she has informed me we will be dressed to the nines and will be wearing our furs. Let me explain…after my grandma passed a few years back, my momma gave me one of her fur shoulder wraps. It has a Morton’s Department Store tag and her initials sewn into labels. It looks almost exactly like this, only darker fur, and I love it! I swear to God PETA I will deck you if you come near me. Grandma was smaller across the shoulders than I but it definitely fits. I will attend with you in mind Anna Dix. Thanks for being a link in the chain.
Ya know, I’ve been thinking about this atheism thing a little more. I can appreciate an attempt at morality when there’s no official directive declaring that you must be moral (i.e., religion doesn’t set the standard and morality becomes utilitarian as a good way to live because it increases the “fittest” part of survival of the fittest. At least that’s how I think I understand the argument in its simplest terms…), but the natural world really isn’t moral. And there’s really no other law of physics (which, as we know, is the study of laws governing the natural world) that gives us a choice in compliance. As CS Lewis (my favorite apostate) states, you have no choice about gravity. You fall. You cannot determine the rate or whether or not you want to fall at all. So, I’m thinking morality as a natural law doesn’t really fit. But I’ll let Mr. Lewis explain it himself. Also, please quit telling me your newly-learned zingers about Saturnalia and the winter solstice. Amazingly, I already know how the early church co-opted pagan ritual. Minor in religion, remember. And yet, I still choose to believe. When you catch up let’s talk.
Favorite conversation of the day comes from me, Curt, and Jiggy trying to negotiate a lunch meeting at Caddies. We’re talking about a Halloween costume. Dirty minds.
Jiggy: I’m open Friday. I am also having a party at my house new years if you want to come.
Curt: Friday works. We have new years plans though. Sorry
Me: hey dudes! any more thought on where we should meet tomorrow? I also have new year’s plans but appreciate the invite!
Jiggy: There once was a time that we would share this momentous night…
Me: I know. we wouldn’t have been apart for it. But we have the memories…kind of. we know we should have them anyway.
Jiggy: Mine are kind of spotty at times…
Me: Kind of? All I remember is your laugh. And a giant fake penis.
Jiggy: THAT WASN’T FAKE!!!!
Curt: I can get to Bethesda fine. Anyone got the address for caddies? Not sure on my other plans. I probably can’t be gone forever though. I will check with Wendy and see what our plans are for tomorrow.
Jiggy: You should check and see if you still have your balls while you’re at it:)
Man, I’ve missed these boys…
Also, best song from the trip home. Took me back…Still dig the lyrics: