Cuts - From the Brewer's Phrase & Fable
To renounce acquaintance. There are four sorts of cut -
- The cut direct is to stare an acquaintance in the face and pretend not to know him.
- The cut indirect, to look another way, and pretend not to see him.
- The cut sublime, to admire the top of some tall edifice or the clouds of heaven till the person cut has passed by.
- The cut infernal, to stoop and adjust your boots till the party has gone past.
There is a very remarkable Scripture illustration of the word cut, meaning to renounce: “Jehovah took a staff and cut it asunder, in token that He would break His covenant with His people; and He cut another staff asunder, in token that He would break the brotherhood between Judah and Israel” (Zech. xi. 7–14).
E. Cobham Brewer 1810–1897. Dictionary of Phrase and Fable. 1898
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Forms of Prayer
An interesting idea that has somewhat intrigued me.
The principal forms of prayer (as recognized by the Catholic church).
Blessing & Adoration
Basically worshiping God.
Petition
Asking God for favors.
Intercession
Asking God for favors on behalf of others.
Thanksgiving
Finally thanking God for all the things we have to be grateful for.
Praise
Telling G. what he/she already knows. See Blessing & Adoration or Thanksgiving.
Meditation
Simply meditating & contemplating God. Perhaps similar to Blessing & Adoration, but I don't think the blessings, our blessings, have any relevance. Simply put it is communion with God, similar in essence to the Buddhists view of meditation....
Now there are only 4 that I remember, yet somehow I have 7 listed. Blessing & Adoration, Praise, & Meditation might be placed all together...
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dork vader - the photo
I couldn't resist. But tell me this isn't far, far scarier than the original Darth Vader...I think it's the eyes...
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The Calgary Comic & Sci Fi Expo
Lured in by the promise of something new, something different, something a little outside of the box (my box at least) I took the kids to the Calgary Sci Fi, Fantasy & Comic expo this weekend at the BMO Center on the Stampede Grounds.
I've never been.
$12.00 parking. I should have taken them on the bus.
And my line "These are not the droids you're looking for" went right over the parking attendants head. So much for that NLP course....
The Expo, $25.00 per person, the daughter gets in free. Already down now $62.00. And inside, hundreds of booths selling Comics, people dressed up as their favorite comic characters, some attractive girls as ensigns in Star Trek Uniforms, others, less attractive and less modestly attired, the full range of comic book & Sci Fi characters that I've never become acquainted with. And there are comic artists there autographing books, drawing their comics, there are the celebrities (a 4 hour wait to meet Leonard Nimoy, Brent Spiner, and others...), it is definitely a different world.
Not my world. I can definitely appreciate the art of the Manga, the graphic novels, the comics, there's a lot of work and talent goes into it. But I'm not familiar enough with the scene to have a favorite artist, 99% of the characters and zombies roaming the convention are simply interesting costumes to me, I have no appreciation for the hidden plots and jokes.
The others, the crowds of people in "the Scene", they're having a field day. You see them taking pictures with costumes they recognize, chatting with other conventioneers, making outlandish bulk purchases of $180.00 lightsabers, the girl, she recognizes a few of the Star Wars characters, there's Boba Fett and a Storm Trooper and Princess Leia, but she's too shy to wear her Darth Vader Costume.
Occasionally I catch the eye of other parents there, children in tow, there's the exchange of glances and the mutual recognition that we're both strangers in a strange land, the reciprocal sympathy ....
The boy, he enjoys it, finds some books to buy, I take his picture with an attractive girl I thought was from the Twilight franchise, but was apprised later by the boy that she wasn't, god knows what she was famous for, we wait around in a 6 deep press to see Leonard Nimoy return from lunch to greet his fans, while waiting a cute blonde comes up on roller skates, she's promoting roller derbies, there's one on May 8th, I ask if they'll be wearing the same costume she's wearing, (tightly knit corset and hotpants...) she says their opponents will, and I promise to consider it.
Afterwords, a late lunch, the boy sums it up, he had a good time but he noticed there was definitely the...
"...distinct smell of Mom's basement...:"
He's hit the nail on the head. I appreciate his insight, but I'm busy planning our next adventure outing. A roller derby. There's something different.
I've never been.
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