[gallery] A-minus?? There’s not a mark on it! What are you counting off for?? I’m complaining to the Dean.
On this Reformation Day, it is good to remember that Martin Luther belongs to the entire church, not only to Lutherans and Protestants, just as Thomas Aquinas is a treasury of Christian wisdom for faithful believers of all denominations, not simply for Dominicans and Catholics. This point was recognized not long ago by Franz-Josef Hermann Bode, the Catholic Bishop of Osnabrück in northern Germany, when he preached on Luther at an ecumenical service. “It’s fascinating,” he said, “just how radically Luther puts God at the center.”Luther taught that every human being at every moment of life stands absolutely coram deo, before God, confronted face-to-face by God. This led him to confront the major misunderstanding in the church of his day that grace and forgiveness of sins could be bought and sold like wares in the market. “The focus on Christ, the Bible and the authentic Word are things that we as the Catholic Church today can only underline,” Bode said. The bishop’s views reflect the ideas of many other Catholic theologians since the Second Vatican Council as Luther’s teachings, especially his esteem for the Word of God, have come to be appreciated in a way that would have been unthinkable just a century ago.
a message I just wrote to Dropbox
Just a few days ago I upgraded my Dropbox account and added additional files and folders to the Dropbox folder. Since then no syncing has actually taken place: instead I have been stuck at the “downloading file list” stage.
I have
- quit and restarted Dropbox
- unlinked the computer and then re-linked it
- deleted and then reinstalled the Dropbox app
Nothing has worked, though the Dropbox app continually uses more than 100% CPU, overheating my computer and making other tasks much more difficult.
I am not willing (nor should I be expected) to spend any more time with this. Please refund my money and take me back to a free account.
Let me be clear: please do not give me recommendations of what to try to fix the problem. I have done everything that can be done, following the instructions on your website. A refund is the only acceptable answer to this message.
Thanks very much —
Alan J
UPDATE: A prompt reply from Dropbox: “Although our pricing terms state that we cannot provide refunds, we were able to make an exception in this case.”
Yes, there is a traditional gamer lifestyle. God ordained that it’s one man, one joystick. Read your Bible folks, it’s right there… in Sega Genesis.
[gallery] Little River Canyon, Alabama
‘Here’s the secret to living in a log house: You got to love the color brown,’ Kevin said. 'But you can hang a picture anywhere.’
[gallery] thegetty:
“I do not like crooked, twisted, blasted trees. I admire them much more if they are tall, straight, and flourishing. I do not like ruined, tattered cottages. I am not fond of nettles or thistles, or heath blossoms. I have more pleasure in a snug farm-house than a watch-tower—and a troop of tidy, happy villages please me better than the finest banditti in the world.”—Jane Austen’s Sense and Sensibility, published on October 30, 1811Marianne looked with amazement at Edward, with compassion at her sister. Elinor only laughed.
Wooded Landscape by Paulus Lieder and Landscape with a Bare Tree and a Ploughman by Leon Bonvin, The J. Paul Getty Museum; Fantastic Oak Tree in the Woods, Carl Wilhelm Kolbe the Elder, The Getty Research Institute
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My father-in-law, James Lynn Collins, died last night, at home, in his own bed, surrounded by family, at the age of 90. (If you have to go — and reliable evidence suggests that you do — there aren’t many better ways.) The top picture is him with his beloved daughter, who would become my wife; the bottom picture is him with his beloved grandson, Wesley; the middle picture speaks for itself, I think.
Two stories. First: Dad sang beautifully and played the guitar — in fact, he learned some of his first guitar chords from Hank Williams (yes, the Hank Williams)— and had in his mind a vast repertoire of Baptist hymnody. Two days ago, when he was fading, his son asked him who he hoped to see when he made his crossing. He smiled and murmured, “When by His grace I shall look on His face, That will be glory, be glory for me.”
Second: If you knew Dad, that picture of him with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, holding a shark, is a bit comical, because he was the kindest and gentlest of men. But he was also a big strong man, and he could get roused when his family were endangered. When he was in high school, for instance, there was a local bully whom everyone lived in terror of, and you can tell a lot about what kind of guy he was when you hear that people called him Cat Killer. But he made the mistake of picking on Dad’s younger brother Gene, and paid the price. And just a few years ago, at Dad’s seventieth high-school reunion, an old classmate whom he had never known very well came up to him and said, “Lynn Collins, I’ll never forget you. You’re the man that whooped Cat Killer.”
[gallery] “But the Weyerhaeuser headquarters seem purpose-built, rhetorically and materially, for one of Seattle’s growing companies. As Way noted to the Seattle Times, its brawny, low-lying aesthetic is still the dominant one for Pacific Northwest Modern. If you weren’t told that the building was from 1971, would you know? It’s amazing to me how well this headquarters has worn, unlike some of its glassier and boxier East Coast counterparts. Residential communities have grown up nearby, and the thinking behind Weyerhaeuser’s original site choice—equidistant from Seattle and Tacoma, near the airport—remains appealing to many. Rather than embarking on a massive, top-secret earthwork to recreate a childhood memory, or trumpeting an open plan that is hardly revolutionary, Facebook, Apple, or even a local university could use Weyerhaeuser’s historic building to test a more interesting and less heroic theory: that adaptive reuse can be the most environmental choice of all—even in the suburbs.” — Alexandra Lange.
But our current fetish for the urban trumps all other considerations.
