Monday, September 25, 2006

Meme Time

There is a long and storied past to how memes are handled on the Shuck N Jive. So long and storied that I’d rather not get into it. My life is filled with so much more important things to do, no the least of which is convincing the few remaining readers that I have on this blog that I am still blogging. You’d think the easy way to do that would be to post more, but I’ve never been one to do things the easy way. Cadiz12 tagged me with this one, so you know there was pretty much no getting out of it. This meme involves the following: Grab the closest book (this was no easy task, I had to bust out the measuring tape and bring in three unbiased judges to confirm which book was, in fact, the closest. The streets were literally paved with biased judges, so it took me the better part of the weekend to find 3 who couldn’t give a crap one way or the other.) turn to page 123, go down to the 5th sentence and post the next 3 sentences along with the name of the book and the author. Then tag 3 people.

Before I begin, I’d like to ask that each person that leaves a comment on this post explain how and why they pronounce “meme.” I’m having some trouble with this one. I’ll let you know what the 2.71 cumulative GPA, BA in English thinks after I’ve seen a few responses. Then I’ll also let you know exactly how many grammatical errors there were in that last sentence.

Ok, here’s what you’ve been waiting for… (I’d like to request that everyone find a couple of pens or pencils in the nearby area and simulate some sort of a drum roll. Don’t worry about whether or not it will annoy anyone around you; just tell them I said it was ok. They won’t know who I am, but perhaps they’ll keep their mouths shut for fear of looking stupid because they don’t know who I am.)

With the exception of a chiropractor’s office, all of my jobs were residential, apartments and lofts I visited once a week or once every other week. The owners were usually off at work, and on the few occasions that they were home they tried to make themselves as unobtrusive as possible, acting as though it were my apartment and they were just guests.

One such client was a claims adjuster in his mid-sixties.

-Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim by David Sedaris.

Ok, so that caught me between paragraphs, but the meme was pretty specific. I should also say that I was not yet at this page in the book, so it’s totally been ruined for me. Thanks, this was a great meme.

I also have a certain reputation to maintain when it comes to tagging on the memes. So I’ll go ahead and kill this one too. Unless, of course, someone really wants to do it. I know how it can be. Sometimes you’ve just got this killer book within arms reach and you can’t wait to point out to the internet that you’re reading it. So for you people, go for it. Knock yourselves out. I tag you in the name of the Society of Literary Braggarts.

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Sacrilege to follow…

If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not coffee cake, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not coffee cake, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not coffee cake, I gain nothing.

Coffee cake is patient, coffee cake is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Coffee cake does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Coffee cake never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

And now these three remain: faith, hope and coffee cake. But the greatest of these is coffee cake.

This is the most delicious thing in the world.  Bar none.

A big Thank You goes out to my mom for making this most delicious treat :)