Fun Size Bytes


  1. For my 40th birthday, my mom and my brother gave me Amazon.com gift cards. This is what I bought with them:


    Also, my mom and sister went in together and bought me a Roku 3, which is how I’ll probably watch these once I rip all the DVDs.

    Anyway, all of which is to say:

    1. My family is awesome.
    2. My 40th birthday was pretty awesome.
    3. I bet I know what we’re watching when I get home tonight.

    "We don’t stop playing because we grow old, we grow old because we stop playing."

  2. People always say that I didn’t give up my seat because I was tired, but that isn’t true. No, the only tired I was, was tired of giving in.

    Rosa Parks

    p.s. — If you missed the 10 Things You Didn’t Know About Rosa Parks post a few days back, it’s worth a read.

  3. Mottos

    Landon asked for personal mottos on Facebook, and I realized that I had several. I’ve probably mentioned them all before, but I like having them in one place. Maybe I’ll add to the list in time.

    ~One~

    If I had to choose one I would be:

    Blessed are the flexible, for they shall not be bent out of shape.

    It was on a poster over the Xerox machine at the church where I did my internship.

    ~Two~

    Illegitimi non carborundum

    Wikipedia says:

    Illegitimi non carborundum is a mock-Latin aphorism meaning “Don’t let the bastards grind you down”.

    ~Three~

    "Never attribute to malice that which is adequately explained by stupidity." —Hanlon’s razor

    ~Four~

    Cast your eye upon the donut, and not upon the hole.

    (“Be more grateful for what you have than regretful for what you don’t.” That’s obvious, right? OK, just checking.)

    My Dad taught me 2, 3, and 4.

    ~Five~

    The key to life is how well you deal with Plan B.

    That was on a sign in the office of the loan officer who got us our first mortgage (and has nothing to do with the morning-after pill … just in case you were confused).

    Seems like there are others I can’t remember at the moment.

    And yours are…?

  4. The Reverend the mostly usual.

    an excerpt from my latest Google Voice transcript.

    I may need to have this made into business cards.

  5. It is obvious that I am just an emotional whoopie cushion for you to sit on.

    King Julian, Madagascar 3: Europe’s Most Wanted

    $DEITY help me, I find this movie hilarious.

    I mean, it’s no Despicable Me but it’s pretty funny.

  6. The love of our neighbor in all its fullness simply means being able to say, “What are you going through?”
    Simone Weil
  7. If a free society cannot help the many who are poor, it cannot save the few who are rich.
    John F. Kennedy’s Inaugural Address, 1961.
  8. For every gain in deep certitude there is a corresponding growth of superficial “doubt.” This doubt is by no means opposed to genuine faith, but it mercilessly examines and questions the spurious “faith” of everyday life, the human faith which is nothing but the passive acceptance of conventional opinion.
    Thomas Merton
  9. STM.

    STM.

  10. Religion and art spring from the same root and are close kin. Economics and art are strangers.
    Willa Cather
  11. I don’t want to sell anything, buy anything, or process anything as a career. I don’t want to sell anything bought or processed, or buy anything sold or processed, or process anything sold, bought, or processed, or repair anything sold, bought, or processed. You know, as a career, I don’t want to do that.
  12. Love is fed by the imagination, by which we become wiser than we know, better than we feel, nobler than we are: by which we can see life as a whole: by which and by which alone we can understand others in their real as in their ideal relation. Only what is fine, and finely conceived, can feed love. But anything will feed hate. There was not a glass of champagne that you drank, not a rich dish that you ate of in all those years, that did not feed your hate and make it fat…. Hate blinds people. You were not aware of that. Love can read the writing on the remotest star; but hate so blinded you that you could see no further than the narrow, walled-in and already lust-withered garden of your common desires. Your terrible lack of imagination, the one really fatal defect of your character, was entirely the result of the hate that lived in you. Subtly, silently, and in secret, hate gnawed at your nature, as the lichen bites at the root of some sallow plant, till you grew to see nothing but the most meagre interests and the most petty aims. That faculty in you which love would have fostered, hate poisoned and paralysed.
    Oscar Wilde, De Profundis (via phyllis-stein)
  13. Relevant to something I’m working on.

    Relevant to something I’m working on.

  14. 
  "The only winning move is not to play."


A conversation about Internet comments reminded me of this.

    "The only winning move is not to play."

    A conversation about Internet comments reminded me of this.

  15. Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.