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Eva's! I mused the whine...

wait, whut? fangers? autoincorrect? hello?

Egad, I missed the whole morning thread. (That's more like it.)

Before I go on a day-after-Easter-egg hunt for Vic links, to follow news here, et al., let me say,

Morning, Glories!

It must be Spring in Oklahoma

I slept through my alarm, the house is cool, but not quite cool enough to actually turn on the furnace "just to take the chill off," the three guy cats — even the one so domesticated he's been known to come inside to use the litter box — all insisted on dining al fresco instead of their inside feeding stations. And it's sprinkling with forecasts of storm.

Springy!

We decorated eggs, then ate them, had delicious mrs-made pear coffee cake, talked about that Mr Jesus some, ended by watching old Doctor Who with our daughter who is catching up on the past few years, and made it home alive with a fair prospect of having a tomorrow. I'll take it. Thanks, Almighty Creator!*

*You know, the biggest problem with being an American from the 20th Century is, that old-fashioned, fearful awe kind of reverence ... does not flow easily

Back at #27: I've wondered how people who I know comment much more than I do are not on the list when I am. I'm sure it's because of the use of multiple devices at different locations, hence IP addys, that would cause this. —ManWithNoParty

Slipping Maet a Hamilton has been effective for some... so I was told.... by a friend..... of the zombie Senator from Nevada..........

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Good evening, strangers and strangests! Hope you had a happy. Or, failing that, an ok.

73 Posted by: mindful webworker - semi-literate at April 20, 2014 11:42 AM (YLiN/)

Plus eleventy.

Thanks for a beautiful post, MWW. A blessed Easter to you!

Nice image up top.

Blessed Western Church Easter.

Speaking of books, one day long ago, at the beginning of a break from college, I sat down in my mom's back yard with the practically untouched Bible she'd given me years before for my catechism, and I read the four gospels for myself, really for the first time.

Answered many questions, raised many more.

I was persuaded by nothing more than those records — and have never had cause to be dissuaded since — of his historic reality, and indeed the general accuracy of what he was reported to have said and done. Miracles and all.

I'm no inerrantist. (I always say every word of the Judeo-Christian scripture may be divinely perfect, but that doesn't necessarily mean every passage means what we think it means.) However, I find the gospels all the more persuasive in that despite seeming contradictions and some general confusion of sequence (how many times did he do the mass feedings?), despite intervening centuries, and recopying glitches and translation problems known and unknown...

Jesus stands there, confounding the 'wise' while both amusing and uplifting the commoners, and readers centuries later,

replacing crippling ceremony with liberating simplicity a child can understand (good Samaritan),

forgiving his 'enemies' even as they're nailing him to the cross,

living his teachings magnificently, through all trials, to the horrifying glorious end,

concerned even to the last about others, his mother, his followers, the thief the next cross over,

and when it was finally at an end, when his mortal brain was expiring, going down reciting Psalms.

Then coming back like a Boss.

Among other immortal highlights from his saga.

You know the saying, you can't make stuff like this up? I am persuaded that nobody alive then could have made this up.

Which leaves this reader confronted with a personal call across two thousand years that I still strive to answer.

Books. They're just a bunch of words....

"Down Under we write the day first, then the month - today is 21/4/2014....." -aussie

Yes. I was talking about y'all.

There's still time to be rehabilitated.

If someone says a date is/was 10/10/10, at least that's not confusing.

mw, 2014 Apr 20.

((checks cousin's computer))

Win 8.1. Ah, I see that's why I found it less messed up than foretold.

This Aspire is really a pretty sweet machine.

That won't even work in the Fourth Reich because they do the date all ass backwards.
Posted by: Boss Moss

Since I took up computing, I have always written the date as year-month-day because sort order. I didn't even realize I was a Reichean!

And I use the full year, too. If we learned nothing else from Y2K, put in the century part of the year, FFS!

What really gets me are folks who put day before month. Communists! Anarchists!

"Windows 8. It's actually not as bad as I feared it would be." -Retread

I'm been working with my cousin's netbook, whatever, the thing is many times more powerful than my old XP desktop. Had to learn W8 to change settings, upgrade things, install ware for her.

Having used my cell so much, using her touchscreen was pretty natural. Other than moving that blocky thing out of the way, and finding my way back to the familiar desktop, it was just... Windows. I had anticipated worse, as well.

And I'm going to miss her computer as soon as I hand it back to her. Aw, dang. I finally reached Upgrade Fever level. Well, at least it's not about vehicles.

Look what I found in my basket/dream.
http://tinyurl.com/m5pjtge
Posted by: Nip Sip

Somehow, I knew before I clicked. (Didn't actually watch again — cell data limits — but have it dl'd on the desktop.) Wouldn't be an AoSHQ Easter without it.

Old computer hardware... the Thunderer, daisy-wheel printer.

I had the wide-carriage pinfeed-paper attachment, numerous wheels, pica, elite, italics. Different color ribbons. And the ribbon re-inker. (My accountant had the same, until he spilled a bottle of ink on an expensive oriental carpet, after which he calculated just buying fresh ribbons was more economical. Heh Good times.)

1200 precious 1980 dollars, a real hearty investment even when I was well-off.

Bought fanfold paper by the case. Still have half a case of wide-carriage green-bar fanfold, if anyone needs some.

The one thing I never sprang for was the sound-insulated clamshell box for it. My neighbors didn't complain. But, then, I was the landlord....

Yes, I do still have it in the museum.

You know those two brothers walking down the Emmaus road? Jesus had one amazing sense of showmanship.

He sent Mary, but most of the apostles said, yeah, sure, hysterical woman. So, he sent total strangers. That had to be startling. He didn't go directly to the apostles first. There's an aspect to that which seems to me simultaneously wisely parental yet quietly hilarious. Messing with 'em. But not without high purpose.

I apologize for anything untoward I may have written this morning. Wasn't my fault; I was pre-caffeinated.

I apologize for anything untoward I may yet write this morning. Won't be my fault; I'll blame the caffeine.

The wonder of drugs as excuse! Next best thing to being Democrat.

huh. I thought sure we we just going to be stuck with three ONTs 'til Noon. Whattaya know!

Morning, Glorious children of the Almighty.

"There were a couple of glitches during the approach, but they worked through them."

Well, it's not like it's rocket science or anything.

"...if the cells' dissolution did not reverse, the molecules reknit, the amino acids rekindle, the Church will fall."

I'm glad for those who find comfort in this. The question of the form of the risen Christ has certainly been a master [matter] of debate — and sectarian schism — since he first told Mary not to touch him but allegedly let Tom poke fingers in the holes. Never found it necessary to faith myself to believe in the reanimation of his battered corpse.

I had a JW explain to me once that all 144,000 of the Saved (yes he believed that's all) would be reconstituted from their original molecules, down to the utmost subatomic particle. I asked, you know, what about some part of a past mortal's dust in a present mortal's body? Oh, God keeps track of it all so it can be sorted out on Judgement Day. Right. Seems like an awful lot of tedious heavenly inventorying of matter for a Deity who can build universes from scratch.

He has prepared a place for us, he said. Many mansions. Additional technical details may be intellectually intriguing, but that promise is the part that matters.

I hope this didn't come across as arguing. Blessed Easter FenelonSpeaks! He is risen!

"I am curious though as to why everyone must move to the top thread. What does it matter, if the conversation is good where you were?"

So you decided to perform a little experiment in social engineering to satisfy your curiosity?

It's a half hour before sunrise, my poor brain dictates I am unavoidably awake, so I come looking for Teh Horde. Where do I look? The latest open thread. But where do I look this fine Western Christian Easter morning, henh? Which of the proliferation of threads holds which victims of this divisive manipulation?

"Will never do this to you again."

And she swore it on a stack of Dreams from my Father, so you can believe her.

"...*this* thread is for the cool people..."

Oops, sorry, my bad. Should have read the post first.

((slinks off stage left, calling out at the last moment: ))

Good night, then, Gracies.

Things Mrs. Webworker says:

"Would you have a cat that big with fishnet stockings?"