In lieu of trying to belong to any number of societies: Chesterton, Sherlock Holmes, the Inklings, and so on: I propose and establish one of my own. Don your intelligence cap at the door; dust off your logic and imagination; did you bring your inspiration and encouragement? We are shapers, my friends; lit lamps; light-bringers. Bring quotes*; poetry should be uplifting and thoughtful, or witty and clever, (or both). Humor is encouraged; laughter is invited back. Pull up a chair. Anyone for tea?
* C.S. LEWIS, J.R.R. TOLKIEN, SHERLOCK HOLMES, G.K. CHESTERTON, N.D. WILSON, AND P.G. WODEHOUSE, ARE ENCOURAGED
Happy Halloween/Reformation Day
I was planning on buying my ticket at the door, but when I got there someone in line handed me a ticket and said the person it was for couldn't make it. Can't say no to that!
I did some sudoku and crosswords during breakfast, from the Sunday paper... completely forgot to wear anything remotely costume-like. I totally should have worn my Vikings jersey, and blacked under my eyes and such. But I didn't think of it.
On my way to work I began listening to Shepherds Abiding by Jan Karon. A yearly tradition at this time of year. Music to my ears, comfort to the soul, and inspiration for the mind.
Oh, and my whole car smelled like apple pie from the crumble I was bringing as a housewarming gift for later.
Then I worked eight hours, which actually went quite smoothly and didn't drag on, or fry my brain. Then I drove to where the bros live, to watch football at Will's place, and then see Ben's place for the first time!