No More Car Talk!

Say it ain't so.  Click & Clack are retiring their Car Talk radio show. What am I going to do on Saturday mornings now? The retreads they're planning just won't be quite the same. Never mind climate change, this just might be the end of the world as we know it.

“My brother has always been ‘work-averse,’ ” said Ray, 63, in a statement from NPR. “Now, apparently, even the one hour a week is killing him!”

"It’s brutal!” said Tom, 74.  (Followed by laughter - of course!)

Landscapers' Roadshow

So when exactly did landscapers run out and buy moving vans?  Were there lots of bargains on the market due to this economic slowdown where folks aren’t moving cross-country as much?  In the McMansion neighborhood that I cut through on my way to work these parked behemoths routinely block an entire lane forcing one-way traffic.  Shouldn’t there be an off-duty policeman stationed there with his warning lights flashing away?

It wasn’t long ago that landscapers towed around those open trailers made of metal mesh – that was it.  Heck, I can recall when a landscaper was a solo gentleman with a two day old scruffy beard, a push lawnmower, a rake and an aging hound dog or mutt for companionship.  All transported in the back of his 20 year old Chevy pickup truck with four dented fenders and a busted taillight.  Times ain’t what they used to be.

Sloshing Coffee

My morning coffee cup definitely needs one of those NASA-designed sloshing suppression systems.

Dear Algebra

T-Shirt for sale on a science website:

Dear Algebra – Stop asking us to find your X. She’s not coming back.

Route 66 - Mohave

Some photos from a 2006 visit to Route 66 in the Mohave desert area. Goffs, Newberry Springs, Ludlow, Bagdad and no-name lands. And that history-rich pavement of the Mother Road.

Rt 66 Lines Don't Want to End

Off the Beaten Track in Goffs - the Pre-1931 Route 66

Henning Motel, Newberry Springs

Look Babs, Free TV in Every Room!

We, the Fickled Faithful

This week we learned from some long-time friends that their daughter and son-in-law were leaving the church that my wife and I have been attending for the past year and a half.  This younger couple well preceded us in the church so I really don’t have a good sense as how active they were over the years. I know they were recently serving in a ministry capacity and expressed to our friends their frustration that the church was too divided between the traditionalists and those wanting more contemporary services. This is a church that has two Sunday services, the first pretty traditional and the second contemporary-leaning (I say “leaning” because it’s not alternative or radical by any stretch of the imagination).  So I’ve felt all along the accommodations to the two camps is reasonable and seems to work well. That’s at least as far as Sunday services go. Often those service-style compromises belie the underlying tensions that simmer and bubble over in many, many congregations.  My wife and I attended a church for quite a number of years whose 180 year old history was both a strength and a barrier (or “opportunity” as we’d say in management consulting circles!).  Striving for adjustments and new balances is not an undertaking for the weak of heart and inevitably there are those who do not care for the “imposed” changes that transpire, or even the trend lines they see, or think they see.

But I cast no stones because I’ve been one of these fickled congregants – often.  Even in our current church we have attended faithfully but have not taken the membership plunge. Why?  Aside from the fact that I can be a bit blasé about the need for formal membership in many types of organizations, truthfully, I have to say I enjoy not being in the fray of church leadership, or even committee participation. If I’m a member, I can’t not volunteer, not participate - my inner nag won’t hear of it.  But if I’m NOT a member, we’ll then the nag switch is turned off – or at least it’s in its electronic sleep mode.  Zzzzzzz. Life is good, I think.

Traditions in the context of denominations and church culture are interesting.  I was raised Catholic and think of liturgical services, pastoral vestments, and books and books of written prayers as ultimate expressions of traditionalism. In the late 1970s/early 80s, (and long-departed from the Catholic Church), my wife and I were members of a rapidly growing very contemporary church in our area.  This church was definitely non-traditional – no liturgy, no 18^th century hymns, no pipe organ, no choir robes (are you kidding, no choir!). It wasn’t even called a church but ***** Christian Center after the trend that started in California.  We were reinventing Christianity, dude. Get with the program. This church attracted a whole raft of ex-Catholics (big French Canadian Catholic area, us) disillusioned with their own faith traditions, and many who rode the Catholic Charismatic Movement to its end point and were seeking a new church home. So I recall once at the height of this church’s popularity talking with a wise friend (who did not attended this happening church but a more traditional one) about how we were casting off traditions and blazing new roads through the wilderness. “Yeah,” he opined dryly, “but after a few years have passed you’ll forget the reasons why you do something in a certain way, why you pray this, or intone that. Then it will all be just ‘tradition’ and few if any will remember the well-intentioned origins. You’ll be one of the rest.” Wise words, AVI. I’ve not forgotten them all these years.  And that happening church we had so much faith in?  It went through leadership crises, power struggles, unchecked extremism, and finally splintered and dissolved. There’s nothing left of the organization itself – traditional or otherwise. But most of us have held on to our faith, in spite of events and maybe some questionable choices.

The other evening we were discussing faith with good friends, three couples of the PC persuasion (Practicing Christians), and the topic of regrets came up.  What did we regret with respect to faith choices we had made in years past?  Sending our children to Christian schools instead of public school?  Child-raising techniques that some may think too strict? Church failures?   Lots of lively discussions ensued. A week later one of the couples shared they continued to reflect on the regret issue after the evening discussion concluded. Regarding church involvement over the years, they decided they regretted becoming a formal part of leadership (in this case, Elder Board at a former church during a factional period where the pastor was ultimately driven out and the church dissolved into near-nothingness). But they had no regrets about all the volunteering and worker-bee activities they participated in over many years.  And they were as strong as ever in their personal faith.

Amen to that.

Climate Change Detrimental To Goths

Great piece in the British parody magazine NewsBiscuit.com (“The News Before It Happens”) on endangered Goths.

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