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I am typing this at TOO-FREAKING-LATE o’clock on Thursday night. I was about to throw in the towel and just put up a linky list along with a note saying that I just didn’t get a chance to write my quick takes today, but I’m watching this documentary about climbing Everest and the swelling orchestra sounds and deep narrator’s voice got me all inspired. If you just replace “summit” with “write, ” “world’s tallest mountain” with “blog post, ” the show might as well be about me. So, long story short, I am going to follow in the footsteps of Hillary and overcome fatigue and extreme cold (my husband is a little bit too excited that the air conditioner is fixed), and I shall write this 7 Quick Takes post.
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Thank you very much for your prayers and your kind words about the video shoot on Wednesday. It went very well. The folks from Electro-Fish (the production company) were extremely courteous and professional: they arrived when they said they would arrive, left right on schedule, replaced all the furniture that had to be moved around, etc. One surprise was that the hardest parts for me were the simple “slice of life” shots. I didn’t mind staring into the camera and rambling about theology, but when I had to wash dishes or read the Bible while pretending that there weren’t two cameras and a microphone in my face, I almost cracked.
Also, when we first scheduled it I didn’t understand why they’d need to be here from 9 AM to 5 PM to make a short film, but now I get it. To get just one shot they had to set the lights just right, run some test footage, arrange background items to reduce distractions, set up the sound equipment, etc., and then record enough footage to give the editors plenty to work with. It’s an amazingly time-intensive process.
The final product should be published in the Fall — I’ll keep you posted!
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I need new TV show recommendations. Now that we canceled cable and just use Netflix I don’t watch much TV, but it is nice to have a good show going to flip on once in a while. Recommend away! To help you narrow it down:
- LIKES: I loved Downton Abbey (like, “need to talk to my confessor about it” loved it) as well as Jeeves and Wooster and 30 Rock. I also liked Lie to Me.
- DISLIKES: I tried watching Community, Psych and the American version of The Office, but they weren’t for me.
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Here’s a great way to start your weekend: read this touching and inspiring story that Fr. Jonathan Morris told to Kathryn Jean Lopez in a recent interview:
Just as I was leaving the hospice, I caught myself asking the nurse if there was anyone there who had no family or friends. She immediately pointed me to 6B. It was the half of room 6 occupied by a Mr. Harris. I took his hand and spoke in a loud voice. His eyes remained closed, his head down. After a few futile attempts to connect with him, I raised my voice even louder and told him he looked wonderful. I told him he was strong. I placed a Yankees cap on his head and laughed at him. With eyes still closed, and to my great surprise, he squeezed my hand with the grip of a twenty-year-old. A few minutes later he opened his eyes wide, recognized the collar, and asked one thing: “Did you come here, Father, just to see me?” “I did, Mr. Harris, I did.” He cried like a baby. More tears of joy. Comforting people in the throes of tragedy is sometimes a downer emotionally, and sometimes it feels good. It is always a blessing for my soul.
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Veronica Mitchell brought up the subject of theoretical worst jobs on Twitter a while back. She the worst job for her would be wedding planner. I’ve been pondering it ever since: What would the worst job for me be? It’s a fascinating question since there is such a vast array of things I’m bad at — it would have to be a very special vocation to come out at the top of that list.
Anyway, after much thought, I think I’ve found it: Wacky Secular Morning Show DJ. In fact, I would be so incredibly bad at this job that it might actually become a popular show because people would tune in out of morbid curiosity. It could be called The Train Wreck, and I could have some deeply ironic name like Jazzy Jen. The first half of every show would consist of me talking about how tired I was. Then I’d try to talk about pop culture, but since I don’t really follow the media all my references would stop at around 2002 (“What’s with that one Backstreet Boy who’s like 10 years older than the other guys?”) I’d let some profanity slip. I’d read long passages from my favorite books, like 16th-century biographies of St. Catherine of Siena, and I’d recite entire papal encyclicals just for fun. Commercial breaks would end to long silences, broken only by the occasional sound of me snoring. What would be the worst job in the world for you?
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Two food-related links: Someone re-created Van Gogh’s Starry Night with bacon, and Wellness Mama is writing interesting stuff about grains again.
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I did it! I finished my post! Off to bed now. Have a great weekend, all!
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