We covered this a couple of weeks ago, so I won’t go into it again in detail, but I want to thank those of you who read Arlo & Janis on the GoComics.com site for participating. By participating, I mean punching the appropriate social-media buttons. You know the ones. You’ve been very kind. The results, from where I sit, have been gratifying and much better than I dared expect. I do want to mention: Don’t be shy about clicking the “share” icons for Facebook and Twitter!
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I’d probably be more able to comment positively if I ever received my book from the donation more than a year ago!
You know something Jimmy? I am ok if I NEVER receive my book. A donation or gift should not require a return or payment but should be given with an open heart. I consider mine simply given for the joy you bring me every day with A and J. Not to mention Ghost.
The parsonsge mattered to you and as Ghost says we really should send you a large fruit basket. Consider the donation as that fruit nasket.
By the way, thanks to Mark I started reading Monty again on Gocomics. Used to be one I enjoyed and stopped. I am liking Monty by clicking for him.
Point is Monty gets 30 odd likes a day but Arlo and Janis gets 130 or more likes daily.
We need to keep this up guys, don’t forget that like button.
Thanks for the reminder as I usually look at A&J at another site. All Saints and All Souls Day do get confused and intermixed. When they land near a weekend, the weekend Mass often touches on both. The readings get darker in the next few weeks, (talking about the end of the world) but then leads right into Advent.
This year is particularly difficult for clergy and musicians as the 24th falls on a Sunday. That means 2-4 Masses in the morning and 3-4 that night with the last being at midnight. Makes for a very long day.
I’m sorry, Jimmie, but my two most hated words on social media are “copy” and “share”. These tend to smother the few items from friends and family that I really want to read.
Steve from Royal Oak, MI. I joking suggested that our Methodist Church move Advent up (back?) a week so we complete it before the 24th and all the Christmas Eve doings! Don’t think it the others were receptive!
I regret to say, Jimmy, that I’m not able to share your strips on Facebook, Twitter or any other social media site because I don’t have accounts on any of them and don’t plan to.
Can I get the first five seasons of SNL for mine? At less than the cost of nose-bleed seats at an Elton John concert, I mean.
Debbie we held Midnight Mass at 10:00 PM. Made a lot of sense, but everyone kept showing up at midnight anyway.
I grew up Methodist and I wouldn’t be surprised if a Pastor has tried doing that.
I grew up, then became UMC. Actually, married into it, but chose it freely. Debbie, there are churches where you’d not have dared such a suggestion, even in jest. Or maybe anything in jest. Going to a funeral at one soon. Men make all the decisions, women do loaves and fishes in the basement. When we BUMCers encounter them at a favorite eatery after church, their men are all at one table, the women at another. Peace,
Flossie Mud Duck: Believe you are new to the Village [or somebody incognito], though I forget things more than I once did. Welcome! Probably more guilty than some for copying and sharing, sometimes here, more often to email b.c. groups.
Two of my least favorite words, more likely elsewhere than here, are “impact” [& recently “impactful”] & “perfect” [+ “perfection”]. Impact has lost all meaning, & perfection is an albatross.
Peace,
This is Ghost, trying to get Jackie’s new tablet to remember who she is when she comments. While her phone was hard bent, I loaned her my backup tablet, and she liked it so we had to get one for her.
Ghost, did she get tired of her Samsung? I never saw one before that would stream music and then lock so you couldn’t turn it off. Only thing she could do then was let the battery kill itself and then recharge to get out of the neverending music.
emb, an albatross is perfection?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1PJix23IeF8
Mark: Funny. You do realize, I assume, the original source of my comment that perfection is an albatross. Others might not. Peace,
emb: I don’t know your quote, but it sounds like a variation of “the perfect is the enemy of the good.” I do know that devoting too much attention to achieving absolute perfection in any one thing can deprive you of the time and energy you need to take care of everything else in your life.
For me the goal is to do the things that need doing each day and, when time allows, to do the important things as well as I can. I’m not going to cry over a less-than-perfectly made bed, a dirty dish left in the sink (there’s always a few that mysteriously show up after I’ve started the dishwasher), or being a few minutes late because of the actions of other drivers.
And should the source go back to the scriptural admonition to “be ye therefore perfect,” well, I’ll admit to just trying to do what I can in that direction while keeping my hope in God’s grace.
Trucker et al.: You should know about ‘The rime of the ancient mariner,’ so that, when someone says ‘x is an albatross’, you won’t think it’s about ornithology and immediately become labeled ‘outgroup.’ It’s a ref. to Coleridge’s, ‘The rime of the ancient mariner’, ’till then the longest poem in English. Here are excerpts from Wiki:
The mariner’s tale begins with his ship departing on its journey. Despite initial good fortune, the ship is driven south by a storm and eventually reaches Antarctic waters. An albatross appears and leads them out of the ice jam where they are stuck, but even as the albatross is praised by the ship’s crew, the mariner shoots the bird … The crew is angry with the mariner, believing the albatross brought the south wind that led them out of the Antarctic. … [Then they praise, him, when the wind changes.] However, the sailors change their minds and realize their mistake in supporting this crime, as it arouses the wrath of spirits who then pursue the ship “from the land of mist and snow”; the south wind that had initially led them from the land of ice now sends the ship into uncharted waters near the equator, where it is becalmed. … An albatross, which the mariner has to wear around his neck, I believe, thus is burden of ill fate. Sev. websites after Wiki if you search ‘Rime ancient mariner. Major topic in English Lit., which I never took, but Elaine did.
As an amateur heretic theolog, I regard the notion that Elohim is ‘perfect’, plus all of the ‘omnis’ [omniscient, omnipresent, etc.] as theological baggage that, inevitably, diminish God, and thus as theological albatrosses.
Trucker, your goal is good, and sensible; perfection is an albatross Probably should stop there.
Peace,
The closest I came to reading that epic was a parody in Mad Magazine, “The Rime of the Modern Surfer.”
So, I’m posting it a day late… but levitating a pumpkin for Halloween is still cool… about -196 degrees Celsius!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xFjMznLb9y8
The curse of the Ancient English Teacher has hit with total exhaustion and fatigue. We got to hotel about four and I barely made it to the bed before I collapsed.
The curse? I was a peppy energetic five foot Pollyanna of an over achiever who multi tasked to excess. She told me I needed a case of tired blood.
I think of her at such moments.
emb There is nothing like a UMC potluck. Maybe it was because we lived near farm country, but the food was fantastic and the fellowship wasn’t bad either.
Steve: Agreed, partly because [unless they’re providing the meat & civilians bring the rest] of the West African style fruit + chicken thigh curry that I often bring. Must admit, other local church potlucks are often excellent. St. Bart’s Episcopal has surpassed us / lunches after our W noon Bemidji Area Church Musicians recitals; about a dozen recitals at 10 or so churches, June-Aug. Just wound up our 27th yr. Peace,
Jimmy, today’s strip is spot on. I laughed out loud at it. Thank you for a good start to a new day.
Breathed is getting explicit.
http://www.gocomics.com/academiawaltz
Peace,