Thursday, June 14, 2018

IRISH  DANCING. 
GIVE IT A SHOT.  
IT'S NOT JUST FOR KIDS. 











June 14, 2018 



Thought for today:

“now and then 
there is a person born 
who is so unlucky 
that he runs into accidents 
which started to happen 
to somebody else.” 


Don Marquis [1878-1937] 
archy and mehitabel [1927], 
“certain maxims of archy”

Wednesday, June 13, 2018



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June 13, 2018 



Thought for today: 

“Ravel refuses the  Legion of Honour, but all his music accepts it.”  


Erik Satie [1866-1925] 
in Jean Cocteau Le Discours 
d’Oxford (1956) p. 49.


June 13,  2018


RIGHT  AND  WRONG 

I’m right and you’re wrong….

At least that’s the way it looks to me….

If I was wrong, do you think
I would insist that I’m right?

Of course not.

Of course I assume you think you’re right.

Therefore, let’s switch positions
and argue for the other’s opinion.

It’s then I’m convinced you’re realize
I’m right and you’re wrong.

Right?

What?


© Andy Costello, Reflections 2018

Tuesday, June 12, 2018

June 12, 2018


MUD


Mud is a dirty word.
No one names their kid, “Mud!”
Mud is ugly.
It makes the water cloudy,
so cloudy you can’t see what’s underneath.
So I ask: Is it any wonder
that God made us from the mud of the earth?


 © Andy Costello, Reflections 2018






June 12, 2018 



Thought for today: 

“When God lets me into  heaven, I think I’ll ask to go off in a corner somewhere for half an hour and sit down and cry because the strain is off, the work is done, and I haven’t been unfaithful or disloyal, all these needs that I have known are in the hands of Providence and I don’t have to worry any longer who’s at the door, whose breadbox is empty, whose baby is sick, whose house is shaken and discouraged, and whose children can’t read.” 


Horace McKenna S.J.