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fides quaerens intellectum: All that Junk
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Comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}. Mental mastication of a musing mortal. Chronicles of a Late Blooming Child Prodigy. Eighteen Years in the Army. Time - A Precious Commodity. Monday, July 10, 2006. Yesterday, as I was walking lopsided through a typical Russian open-air market with a 12-pound watermelon in one hand and 5-6 pounds of other fruits and vegetables in the other hand, I happened past a vendor with a radio emitting some strange stuff. Take it to the cross and leave it there! May it be thus.
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fides quaerens intellectum: Chronicles of a Late Blooming Child Prodigy
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Comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}. Mental mastication of a musing mortal. Eighteen Years in the Army. Time - A Precious Commodity. Tuesday, January 17, 2006. Chronicles of a Late Blooming Child Prodigy. Chronicles of a Late Blooming Child Prodigy. Looking forward to your public release of "Flight of the Banjo Bumblebee", Glenn! Posted by G.I. Joe 1:29 AM. Links to this post:.
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fides quaerens intellectum: Sesquipedalian Sangfroid
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Comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}. Mental mastication of a musing mortal. Chronicles of a Late Blooming Child Prodigy. Eighteen Years in the Army. Time - A Precious Commodity. Friday, February 17, 2006. My turbid, matutinal, sapid caffeinated elixir in hand, I lounge in dishabille in fugacious, postprandial perpension What separates the numinous panjandrum from the hoi polloi? Posted by G.I. Joe 7:10 PM. Yes, your daughter is now 18! Haha, just kidding. well, just wanted to say hey! I did it again. Even m...
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fides quaerens intellectum: July 2006
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Comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}. Mental mastication of a musing mortal. The Mystery of Ministry. Chronicles of a Late Blooming Child Prodigy. Eighteen Years in the Army. Monday, July 10, 2006. Yesterday, as I was walking lopsided through a typical Russian open-air market with a 12-pound watermelon in one hand and 5-6 pounds of other fruits and vegetables in the other hand, I happened past a vendor with a radio emitting some strange stuff. Take it to the cross and leave it there! May it be thus.
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fides quaerens intellectum: October 2004
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Comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}. Mental mastication of a musing mortal. The Mystery of Ministry. Chronicles of a Late Blooming Child Prodigy. Eighteen Years in the Army. Monday, October 04, 2004. I like that title. Heck, I like Latin, even though I've never studied it. I've picked up a phrase here and there and occasionally almost decided to get serious about the study of Latin. Peace be with you! Posted by G.I. Joe 4:47 AM. Links to this post.
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fides quaerens intellectum: Soup Enchilada
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Comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}. Mental mastication of a musing mortal. Chronicles of a Late Blooming Child Prodigy. Eighteen Years in the Army. Time - A Precious Commodity. Friday, August 11, 2006. Life rarely goes perfectly according to plan. I've heard it said that life is what happens to you, while you are planning life. So what is my point in all of this babble about culinary semantics? Posted by G.I. Joe 5:18 PM. That's great. All of your blogs are very descriptive and sound like a good essay.
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fides quaerens intellectum: January 2005
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Comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}. Mental mastication of a musing mortal. The Mystery of Ministry. Chronicles of a Late Blooming Child Prodigy. Eighteen Years in the Army. Friday, January 14, 2005. Eighteen Years in the Army. It was a very strange time. I'll never forget the living oxymoron of drill sergeants marching us to chapel on Sunday mornings, making us chant cadences like "Somebody, anybody start up a war. I want to go to El Salvador." "Shoot somebody, Kill somebody! Links to this post. Something ...
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fides quaerens intellectum: Midnight Reflections
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Comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}. Mental mastication of a musing mortal. Time - A Precious Commodity. Thursday, January 13, 2005. We humans love to categorize people and things using the filter of our preconceptions. It's not necessarily a bad thing. At least, it is normal. It becomes a serious problem, however, when we become convinced that our pet idea is transcendant; that it is established and immutable, divine decree, universally known truth, or painfully clear fact. 1) Often, when I've known.
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fides quaerens intellectum: Faith or Fatalism
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Comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}. Mental mastication of a musing mortal. Chronicles of a Late Blooming Child Prodigy. Eighteen Years in the Army. Time - A Precious Commodity. Tuesday, January 24, 2006. It often seems to me that there isn't much of a difference between faith and fatalism. Faith says that God will do what's best. Fatalism says that what will happen, will happen. Is it possible that one's physical ailment is part of a divine plan for spiritual good in some other? Links to this post:.
