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9 August 2010 at 4:52 am ( Travel Log. Hi there party people! Here are my estimated resupply dates for the Long Trail hike. August 12/13: Manchester Center, VT. August 17/18: Killington, VT. August 20/21: Lincoln, VT. August 23/24: Jonesville, VT. August 26/27: Johnson, VT. Updates may follow from the trail, they may not! But either way, off I go! 7 August 2010 at 4:24 am ( Travel Log. Why would anyone do such a thing? Because I’m crazy! More to come, on where I’ll be when and other such fun. And so: the...
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January | 2010 | Pile of Debris
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Bibliography, version 0.1. 15 January 2010 at 1:59 pm ( Software. Hey there dear readers! As some of you know, I’ve been hammering away in my spare time at a piece of Mac software called Bibliography. It’s a citation-generation and -management application, kind of like a. Streamlined version of Endnote. I’ve finally gotten the beast into something like a workable beta version, and would be interested if any of y’all would like to do me the huge favor of testing it out for me. Speaking of tags, Tags!
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Advent 4C — The Visitation & The Magnificat | Pile of Debris
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Advent 4C The Visitation and The Magnificat. 21 December 2009 at 10:28 am ( Sermons. In our Good Friday service here at St Gregory’s, we read a section from TS Eliot’s poem “East Coker” that says,. Wait without hope, for hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love, For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting. God is just dying to be born, ready, full of promise. Some have said that the whole of Jesus life, deat...
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Unquenchable Fire | Pile of Debris
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10 December 2010 at 5:13 pm ( Sermons. You can find the audio of this sermon here. Psalm 72:1-7, 18-19. And then just a few years ago, I walked around Camp Stevens, the Episcopal camp in San Diego, walking amidst the wreckage of the fire that had all but destroyed the place. Hillsides of matchsticks that had once been trees, and a pile of rubble that had once been the camp’s chapel. Fire ran through the camp, eating up everything it could touch, taking, consuming, destroying. Only, he wasn’t. The discipl...
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December | 2009 | Pile of Debris
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Advent 4C The Visitation and The Magnificat. 21 December 2009 at 10:28 am ( Sermons. In our Good Friday service here at St Gregory’s, we read a section from TS Eliot’s poem “East Coker” that says,. Wait without hope, for hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love, For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting. God is just dying to be born, ready, full of promise. Some have said that the whole of Jesus life, deat...
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OWLs for Priests: The General Ordination Exams | Pile of Debris
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OWLs for Priests: The General Ordination Exams. 8 January 2010 at 5:48 pm ( Church. Hi friends. So, at the end of our time at seminary, before the whole ordination party begins, we get to take a set of tests called the General Ordination Exams. For you Harry Potter fans out there, these are just like the OWLs or NEWTs, and for the rest of you, they’re like comps in any other more normal graduate program. Set 1: Holy Scripture. In the face of the tragedy and seeming randomness found in disease, people hav...
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June | 2011 | Pile of Debris
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The Trinity, or God has Bad Boundaries. 21 June 2011 at 7:54 am ( Sermons. Listen to it here. A few years ago, I worked at a church in San Francisco that opens its doors every friday of the year to the whole city to come buy their food without money: The Food Pantry at Saint Gregory’s distributes thousands and thousands of pounds of food every year, and they set it out all around the altar, which stands in the middle of the sanctuary. God took a shepherd boy, the youngest son, and made him king of Israel...
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August | 2010 | Pile of Debris
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On Why Solo Backpacking is Not For Me. 14 August 2010 at 2:45 pm ( Travel Log. Here I am, back in washed society long before my estimated September 2nd reentry from the wilds of Vermont’s Long Trail. What gives? What gives is this:. I hate backpacking alone. I wasn’t particularly afraid of not being able to handle the physical exertion, and knew that in time I would get stronger and by the end of the trail would have all of the muscular fortitude necessary to make it all 273 miles. 8221; and a “Yep!
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December | 2010 | Pile of Debris
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10 December 2010 at 5:13 pm ( Sermons. You can find the audio of this sermon here. Psalm 72:1-7, 18-19. And then just a few years ago, I walked around Camp Stevens, the Episcopal camp in San Diego, walking amidst the wreckage of the fire that had all but destroyed the place. Hillsides of matchsticks that had once been trees, and a pile of rubble that had once been the camp’s chapel. Fire ran through the camp, eating up everything it could touch, taking, consuming, destroying. Only, he wasn’t. The discipl...
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On Why Solo Backpacking is Not For Me | Pile of Debris
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On Why Solo Backpacking is Not For Me. 14 August 2010 at 2:45 pm ( Travel Log. Here I am, back in washed society long before my estimated September 2nd reentry from the wilds of Vermont’s Long Trail. What gives? What gives is this:. I hate backpacking alone. I wasn’t particularly afraid of not being able to handle the physical exertion, and knew that in time I would get stronger and by the end of the trail would have all of the muscular fortitude necessary to make it all 273 miles. 8221; and a “Yep!