Saturday, May 8, 2010
Day 657: Leno vs. Conan – Part 5
Friday, May 7, 2010
Day 656: Leno vs. Conan - Part 4
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Day 655: Leno vs. Conan – Part 3
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Day 654: Leno vs. Conan – Part 2
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Day 653: Leno vs. Conan – Part 1
And here is a very interesting rebuttal on the situation from David Letterman:
Monday, May 3, 2010
Day 652: London - Ummm… a Catholic Mass?
Before I joined the rest of the family in London Serena was a woman on a mission. She wanted to find a church close by for us to go to Christmas service. She was very excited to find this beautiful small Catholic Church around the corner. The parish itself had existed since the 1200’s and its current building was built in 1882. The church is beautiful… and if Serena says she found a Catholic Church, I would tend to believe her… not that she’s Catholic or should be able to recognize the subtle nuances that sets Catholicism apart from other denominations like… say… Anglican. After all, we were in England, right?
Now, being born and raised in to the Catholic faith, my parents are products of Catholic schools… and my mom was in a convent for a while… almost becoming a Nun… but Ladies and Gentlemen… it took me almost a full hour to figure out that I wasn’t in a Catholic Church.
I had always heard that the Anglican (Church of England) and the Catholic Church were almost identical… and I’m here to tell you… they ARE almost identical. Literally… I know there is some doctrinal difference, but to this common church goer, the only difference seems be an administrative difference… the recognition of the Pope.
However, there are some other small service differences… like only one reading before the gospel, no crucifies only crosses, and the invitation of all baptized and/or confirmed individuals (of any denomination) in attendance to receive communion. Other than these three things… the service was identical to the Catholic Mass….
I know, I know… to a Catholic, these are pretty major difference… however I have a tendency to believe my wife when she tells me something… so I wasn’t looking for these differences… until they all came together in my head all at once.
In fact, until I spotted the Church of England patch on the shoulder of one of the ushers, I thought I was attending a very tradition Catholic Mass. The priest kept his back to the congregation during the preparation of the Eucharist… and to receive you had to go to the altar and knee along a railing where the priest presented the bread and wine. It was like going to the old masses my parents would talk about… only it wasn’t.
My bad!
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Day 651: London and Snow
Seriously, I haven’t quite figured out the deal with snow in London. It’s was sheer pandemonium. It’s like they’ve never seen the stuff before. I don’t get it. It’s as if London is in the Deep South. Granted, London winters are known for its cold miserable rain more than snow… but I would figure at 51 degrees north latitude, roughly the same latitude as Calgary, Canada, London wouldn’t behave like a “southerner”. Quite frankly, the whole city seemed to shut down. People raid the supermarkets and stayed home.
The day my best friend Jeff was flying in to visit us there. His plane which was scheduled to land at Gatwick Airport was diverted to Manchester due to snow fall in London. Honestly folks… the snow fall was mild.
BTW: There is a lot more to the “Jeff Manchester” story. Stay tuned.