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VindicationPosted by Rick on August 27th, 2003

Both blog and muggle have been added to the OED.

MoscowPosted by Rick on August 27th, 2003

The other day, Rachel and I were discussing how it must be nice to be able to take Rijel’s view of Moscow. She sees the problems there, but she’s totally gracious about it. She can see the good things about Moscow and also the bad things (plus she likes liturgy). Well, I can too, but I tend to not give them any credit for the good things. In all reality, I am reactionary. I react against the arrogance of the young men there and the idolatry of all things Moscow. Maybe one day I won’t let it bother me so much.

I get all my news from AIMPosted by Rick on August 27th, 2003

You have to wonder what’s up in America when an innocent male stripper is attacked because he doesn’t meet the expectations of the bachelorette party.

And can’t a man simply sneak up behind a woman and lick her feet and toes in a grocery store without being arrested?
America is so oppressive.

All That JazzPosted by Rick on August 26th, 2003

On Saturday, I went to Silverwood theme park with Rachel’s family. The best part of the trip was attending the “Silver Fantasy on Ice” show. It was phenomenal. The highlight of the show was Christian Hendricks, two-time U.S. Freestyle gold medalist, who dazzled us with two backflips in each show. Hendricks has performed in Broadway on Ice, and Rachel and I attended a flawless six o’clock show, and we were so impressed that we brought her family back for the eight o’clock show, which had a few flaws but was still very good. International champion Nadia Kova Sharp of Russia also did an outstanding performance to “All that Jazz” from the musical Chicago.

Rob Ness and Laurie Welch Heath, partner gold-medalists, were quite impressive with their partner stunts.

The other male skater was probably the best natural skater, but he was a bit too flaming for me, shaking his booty in a tight red shirt, metal jingling from his ears. He’s won himself a gold-medal, but he didn’t have the heart of Christian Hendricks or Nadia Kova Sharp.

Whitworth gets high honorsPosted by Rick on August 26th, 2003

School is getting closer. I’m starting to get excited about the students I’ll be teaching at Whitworth this fall. Four days ago, U.S. News ranked Whitworth the sixth best college in the West. Not bad for being apostate, eh? (Well, apostate according to a half dozen NSA students.)

SleepingPosted by Rick on August 24th, 2003

Rachel and I were talking on the phone when all of a sudden:

Rachel: Oh my gosh!...Can someone tell me why there is a real rodent lying on the middle of Esther’s floor?
Rick: Dead or alive?
Rachel: Uh…umm…might be sleeping…Can I call you back?

Update: Turns out to be a dead squirrel.

Addition to Previous PostPosted by Rachel on August 22nd, 2003

Rick pretty much summed up my thoughts of the trip. I enjoyed some of it, and was annoyed with the rest. It was worth going, of course. Emeth is always worth going to visit. It’s strange, though, to realize how un-Americanized she and her brother Ben are. That was mostly discovered as Rick, Emeth, and I all helped Ben do some grocery shopping for himself. If the Smiths represent Japan accurately on their dietary habits, Japan is much more health-food crazy than we are. Not that America has been accused of that lately.

Rijel’s Feet, Old Southern Friends, and Assisted SuicidePosted by Rick on August 22nd, 2003

Rachel, Tim, and I took a short trip to Moscow to visit Emeth. It’s always interesting to go to Moscow. I have strong feelings against Moscow Pride. I guess that’s nothing new to my readers. However, this trip was…okay. I didn’t spend much time around any of the “Moscow crowd.” One time I did spend time chatting with Muscovites. It was pretty frustrating. In fact, it caused Rachel to lean over to me and utter, “If I had to live here, I would shoot myself. One day is driving me crazy.” I can only stomach Moscowism for so long:

“NSA is the only school that isn’t apostate.”
“I used to attend X seminary in X state, but I’m at Greyfriars because the seminary system is unbiblical.”
“John Frame is whack; he doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”
“No, I don’t use starch; I’m just stiff.”

I don’t want to come off as bashing these people, but I don’t know where they come off with saying some of the things they say.
Um…yeah. Fortunately, there are some people there I like, although most of them are old friends from the South. I spent some time with Jon and Hollie (Monroe, LA, natives) as well as Katherine (Lafayette, LA) and Uriah Gunn (Virginian). Oddly, Texan Gabe kept up ending up where we were…or perhaps it was the other way around since one of the times he “met up with us” was when we were watching Katherine’s wedding video at Gabe’s house. North Carolingian Jake, over at Runroar, was attending his first few classes at NSA.

I met Isaiah’s roommate. Ian’s pretty cool.

Redhead Rij is great, and it’s always nice to talk to her. I’d link her if I wasn’t so lazy. Hey, she’s on the sidebar, okay. Rijel has perfectly manicured toes. She owns lots of shoes and gets pedicures. I mean, if I hadn’t taken the name, she would have probably tried to get “Beautiful Feet”. Rijel, foot, they’re almost synonyms.

Okay, I am rambling becaue I am tired. Maybe I will post when I am coherent.

ChiropractorsPosted by Rachel on August 15th, 2003

I went to the chiropractor for the first time in my life on Thursday. It was an interesting and completely painless event. It was kinda freaky to hear all those cracks she could make when she jerked my neck back and forth, but I felt better afterward. Rick came in with me for moral support, but I think he ended up getting more of the doctor’s pity than I did. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were coming here for the appointment.” Poor Rick.

I got some of that minty-fresh anti-inflammatory cream, as well as a nifty ice pack. I gave my ice pack to Rick who obviously needs it more than I do, and I’ve been sharing the anti inflammatory cream.

So maybe he didn’t get to have the appointment, but he’s reaping some of the benefits since I went. We worked this out pretty well.

The SimpsonsPosted by Rick on August 14th, 2003

Just about all the writers for The Simpsons are Harvard graduates.

When I have the strength to sit at this computer, I will talk about the faith of Steve Tompkins and Jeff Martin.