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That Day I Turned 64

Losing my hair? Maybe in another thirty years!

Mindful Webworker and Majic Clark
cover the Beatles' When I'm Sixty-Four
in inimitable fashion.

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Recorded 2016 Aug 22
(Webworker's 64th birthday)
at Margaret B's B&B, Tulsa OK.

Apologies to Lennon & McCartney.

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The Fur Flies - starring Jack the Cat

With just a shake of the head

Re-rolled to correct Jack's birth year.

Jack spent his early years traveling in a semi. Eventually he settled down with his beloved gal, the webworker's daughter. He spent his last years at the webworker ranchero. A mellow cat who got along with everyone, although sometimes he appointed himself the policeman to keep other cats from misbehaving. When he finally faded from the world, he was in the arms of his beloved gal.

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Feeding the Cats, Feeding the Dog

Responses Comparative Study

Feeding the cat

Track the cat down, they don't come when called.

Sometimes they don't even react when I wave the bowl in front of them.

Watch them saunter up to the bowl sloooowwwly.

They might sniff at the food, look up and mew, like, wtf is this? (Same thing you always get, kitty!)

Sometimes even turn away without eating. (Oh, have you already eaten someone this morning?)

They tend to leave a little bit uneaten.

Then they wander off and clean themselves.

Sleepy Dog and Cat

Feeding the dog

He's right there on time, or runs to me when called.

As I approach with the food bowl, he dances with delight. He'll wiggle and walk backwards and shake like a puppy. Funny to see in an old dog. It's a great reward for me.

When I set the bowl down - I love this ritual - no matter how late feeding may be, or how hungry he might be, the dog pauses, looks up at me, so I can pet him and say, "good dog," and then he chows down with enthusiasm.

His face doesn't come out of the bowl until it's clean.

Then he comes to me for more pets.

However, he isn't a very good mouser.

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Gospel Truth

Convincing literature

April 5, Western Easter Sunday, 2015 A.D.

Inspired by OregonMuse's Book Thread for today, at Ace of Spades:

"Read The Bible That's my exhortation to everyone this Easter Sunday. Even if you're not a believer, I think it's important for an educated, informed adult, even nowadays, to have at least a passing familiarity with its contents. …"

I might say, if that's too tall an order to start with, at least read the Gospels.

Many influences, including books ranging from The Passover Plot to Be Here Now, led me to, finally, in my early 20s, during a break from college, sit down in my mother's back yard with the mostly-untouched Bible mom had given me for my mostly meaningless Episccopal "Confirmation," and for the first time read for myself the four Gospels.

I came away thinking, for one thing, "Oh! Now I see what all the excitement is about." For another thing, a feeling something like, "Why hadn't anybody told me about this?" Which is funny, what with my mother taking me to church every Sunday, and growing up in the buckle of the Bible Belt.

Further, by nothing but these ancient, disparate reports, I was convinced of the veracity of Jesus' having lived, died, and risen; that much (not necessarily all) of the miracles happened and the teachings were his; and especially that he said and meant his claims to having lived before and having all power, in short, being the Son of God — it's why they killed him, after all.

I saw the equation that confronted me. If I took all that to be valid as reported, then, either he was just a nice teacher with a messiah complex, or he was telling the truth. As fantastical and science-fictiony as that seems, it really was a no-brainer. Even in the muddied and sometimes conflicting re-tellings by his followers' followers, he was brilliant, impressive, unique in character and solid in his understanding. He was the opposite of insanity.

That left me puzzling, though, what it really meant.

I was "reborn," but I didn't run to the Baptist tabernacle to swear to familiar Fundamentalist Christian explanations, any more than I cared about the attempts of Matthew to convince Jews that Jesus was fulfilling supposed Jewish Messianic prophecy. Seemed to me like there was an explanation not quite made explicit by Jesus.

Jesus went behind the scenes, leaving his followers to their Acts and post-Jesus sequels. In the Epistles, in Apocrypha, in the mish-mash that is John's Revelation, I did not find those answers. I expected I never would fully know in this life what it all really meant.

It didn't matter, though, you see, if I didn't have a perfected personal belief system. Jesus had me from then on, functionally. I haven't been worthy of that rebirth, most of the subsequent decades, but in my worst sins, my darkest trials, my hardest moments, somehow, just remembering what he did and why, what he showed us we could be by enduring in faith, and his representation of the Father's love and promise of life, supplements my poor endurance and paucity of faith.

It's such a tough teaching, though, isn't it?

Love God as your Father.

Love all as your brothers and sisters.


Fear not.

Be of good cheer.

And that toughest one (for me), the basis of all the rest,

Have faith.

Still getting there, but grateful. Hally Loo Yeah.

He IS risen.

Easter Season Webworks

From last year, a mindful cartoon webwork:
Jerusalem Report
If they had TV and cells in 1st Century AD. Sort-of.

Eggshell Art
Vernal celebration tokens

Actual Easter eggshell art
Love one another

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The Last Good Nights

A long cold winter in the forecast.

The last good nights
of a hunting moon.
The cats will depend
upon us soon.
They trust us as gods,
so they're not scared.
Dear Father God?
I'm unprepared!