I'm officially in my new place. I moved Ascension Thursday, which is an auspicious date for a move, I think. (I was shooting for Brian Eno's birthday, but didn't make it out in time.) For anyone reading this in the neighborhood--I'm planning the Bring Your Own Chair Party for Saturday, June 2nd.
Two dogs live upstairs, which is one less than I'm used to. When I go back to the JFCCCHouse, Cori, the littler black dog, gets all excited; she knows she can guilt-trip me into taking her for a WALK. That's not quite true--when I hook the leash to her collar, she reaches back and grabs it in her teeth, so technically she takes me for a walk. Another fun Cori fact: it takes 5 YipYaps--breath mints for dogs--to eradicate her dog breath. For an hour or so, anyhow.
This weekend I'm watching my motorcycling friend's dog. I'll take her to work with me on Monday because she's small and likes to ride around in a pouch. The guys at the 'Bread are gonna go nuts when they see that.
"Whatever thoughts we have about God, who He is or even if God exists, most will agree--that God has a special place for the poor. The poor are where God lives. God is in the slums, in the cardboard boxes where the poor play house. God is where the opportunity is lost and lives are shattered. God is with the mother who has infected her child with a virus that will take both their lives. God is under the rubble, in the cries we hear during wartime. God, my friends, is with the poor, and God is with us if we are with them.
"This is not a burden. This is an adventure."
--Bono
"This is not a burden. This is an adventure."
--Bono
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