back in town

it's great to be back, but everything is conspiring against me. only two things have gone right so far: i got a free lunch and i got the wireless set up without a hitch. i has had crunch berries for dinner, which was fine. the only unresolved business is friggin getting me a bloody key that works. and maybe a desk. and a job. right now it looks like all i've got is being a lab rat and being in the pool of available math tutors, which could get me through the summer, but not much longer.

on second thought

I don't like these last few posts at all. So I'll talk about other things.

I think this possibility of becoming a quant [even temporarily] is bringing out the worst side of me. I mean, I'm already starting to scope out BMW's and I'm not even employed [a used Z3 seems the most economical way to make an entry into that world, but I'll refrain from posting my analysis]. And my cheeks - they're just so smooth. The depths I've fallen to and I don't even know what "uncovered interest rate parity" is yet! Bah.

EDIT: though I should note that I don't have the exact background needed to become a real quant per se, but something in the genre.

on the ecusa presiding bishop

After waking up next to a bowl of wet salad, I decided today is a good day I think for commenting on Anglican church politics. I for one do not see what the brouhaha is about. If one ordains women to the priesthood, one must not have a problem with consecrating women to the episcopacy. If one consecrates women to the episcopacy, one must not have a problem with making a woman the presiding bishop of one's national church. Female ordination is not going to go away in the ECUSA and it never will. Those who have a problem with it in the worldwide Anglican Communion and the ECUSA have known this for years. This event should not be big for those opposed to women's ordination, though I suppose it is big for those who are for it. Hence my suspicion of those who make loud noises about the whole thing.

on the sacrament

So I picked up my dad after his protestant gathering was over this morning, and he asked how Church was, and I am never able to have a good answer to the question, so I said, "Fine." It's more a matter of what it is rather than how it is, after all.

Well, I'm only human, "how" it is matters a little bit to me, but, especially if I'm not serving in the altar, it's very hard for the liturgy to go from "fine" to any other state.

But I suppose if one is used to calling "church" things which are not ontologically different from a bad rock concert of music about Jesus with a couple prayers thrown in or a couple people sitting in a coffeeshop doing a Bible study or a classroom lecture about the significance of the phrase ο κατεχων, the "how" becomes very important - not to degrade the "what" and its significance in this instance, because I do think all three of those examples have their place and importance in a well-ordered life which gives glory to God [well, perhaps not the first, but I'm up for the other two any day of the week]. But there's more to this life and the worship of our God.