A World of Speculation

The narrative gift

I ran across this blog today, written by an infantry soldier in Iraq. In today’s post he tells the story of being brought into the colonel’s office and eventually congratulated on his writing. He starts out: I never even knew what a Blog was until I read...

Greetings from across the pond

My boss’s daughter (age 8 or so) stopped at my desk to say hello. I asked if the taller quiet girl behind her was her friend. “I’m from London,” the girl said. “My dad used to work here.”Her voice reminded me of boating on the...

On conspiracies and coffee shops

My friend and I were at Papaccino’s after church Sunday, talking about this and that, and I told her my search for the meaning of paranoid conspiracy literature. After listing some books and a lot of movies that fall into the genre, we talked ourselves into a...

Sadie’s big day

I took the puppy for her first big Oregon City walk today. Sadie’s been out for a hike before with her big buddy, Mocha, but this was her first time walking the loud and scary sidewalks of Oregon City. Mocha had an invitation to go to the beach today, and Sadie...

On placed and misplaced ‘hope’

Thomas at Endlessly Rocking continues the discussion of politics and liturgy: This made me think a bit, and this is what I’ve concluded (remember, this isn’t an argument with Jan – these are my own noodlings, for which no one else can or should claim...