Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Can I Get Wretched Sheep?

So asks Mr. Alligator, the newest addition to my collection of dashboard widgets. You click Mr. Alligator in the face and he comes up with a random sentence pulled from a set of syntax and vocabulary archives. I hope that using Mr. Alligator to kick off some blogs will help me write more. And look! It already has!
Its not like I don't have many things I would like to write about. For instance:
1) I have a plan to turn the Chandler compound into a reality. Seriously. I have researched some stuff, and this merits a very long entry soon.
2) On Sunday I became the proud Godfather of Maddox, Danni's rockin' son. This has given rise to some entries based on:
3) An examination of my own faith as a Catholic. I thought I might start by writing out my reponses during the Mass, seeing if I could call it all from memory. Then I thought I'd try to interpret what each call and response really meant. And along that same thought:
4) I'd like to write out prayers I commonly recite (like the Our Father) and see what I can make of them when I am not using a long established neural pathway in familiar surroundings to say them.
5) I have also recently started a year long fellowship, meaning that I am essentially my own research boss for awhile. That should provide a good bit of interesting stuff.

So there's a little preview, my friends. I know I have been a bad blogger lately. But with a little help from Mr. Alligator, I should get back on track.

And that leaves us with one question: CAN Mr. Alligator get wretched sheep?

That remains to be seen.

I hope everyone is well.

Peace,
Joe