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I’ll be spending Friday, September 14th at Fenway Park watching the Red Sox beat the Yankees while, hopefully, destroying any remaining post-season pretensions that Yankee fans may still possess.

On the Ecclesiastical calendar, September 14th is the Feast of the Exaltation of the Holy Cross and it is the day that Pope Benedict’s Summorum Pontificum  — on the use of the Traditional Latin Mass — takes effect.  From that date onward, the old Latin Mass will be “liberated” from forty years of relative obscurity.

For those of you with an interest in Latin, Gregorian Chant, or liturgy, the Catholic cable network EWTN will be broadcasting a live Solemn High Mass according to the old rite at 8:00 AM (EDT) on Friday morning. (To be re-aired at 6:00 PM and 12:00 AM)

You can download and print a Latin-English booklet Missal for this specific Mass here. (N.B. the document also includes explanatory notes for those unfamiliar with the rite.)

Anyone watching should clearly be remembering Red Sox post season hopes in their prayers…

by way of Tennessee!

My name is Steve and I am a package-tracker…

Whenever I’m expecting something from FedEx or UPS I track it incessantly! (It’s a disease) I am transfixed by the technology and I must have (at least) twice hourly updates on the parcel’s progress.

So when a package was dispatched from New Hampshire yesterday afternoon, a dedicated browser window was immediately established to track the package several times an hour as it made its way through Massachusetts to my home.

Imagine my surprise this morning when I saw the circuitous route my little parcel of love took to reach its ultimate destination:
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7:03 AM       At dest sort facility       EAST GRANBY, CT          
3:56 AM       Departed FedEx location       MEMPHIS, TN
11:25 PM       Arrived at FedEx location       MEMPHIS, TN
8:19 PM       Left origin       LONDONDERRY, NH

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Had this been the USPS at work — rather than FedEx — this post would have been dedicated to bashing government inefficiency. But if a private company chooses to route a package going from New Hampshire to Connecticut through Tennessee then so be it. It must make sense…

By the way, for package-tracker wannabes FedEx is, hands down, the best in terms of frequent updates. Not surprisingly, the worst system, in that regard, is the United States Post Office.

There, I was able to work in a government slam after all!

(p.s. Yankees Suck)

Spent a few days at the beach and while I’d intended to blog from the shore, it just never happened. One look at the ocean and this blog was the farthest thing from my mind.

Now it’s back to the salt mines.

Because they’ll kill you if you get in their paths but, my God, they sure are wonderful to look at!

And here’s Hurricane Dean for those of you who don’t watch American Movie Classics:

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UPDATE: Another very cool pic:

In my comments to James in a previous post I said that blogging was easier when I had a gimmick.  I was a conservative who hated Bush and opposed the Iraq war.  If not unique, I was certainly a rarity.

Nowadays, everyone hates Bush and the majority of Americans want us out of Iraq yesterday.

I’ve lost my niche…

Consider:

  • When I started blogging in 2003, George Bush was at the height of his popularity and the nation was gripped by war fever. As noted above, I was a Reagan Republican who hated Bush and viscerally opposed the Iraq war. In 2007, a majority of Americans want Bush impeached and even greater numbers want American troops out of Iraq. (BTW, I’ve long since left the GOP)
  • In 2003, I was a member of the ever cursed, star-crossed, misbegotten band of brothers known as Red Sox fans.  We were in our 85th year of misery.  In 2007, the Red Sox have a World Championship under their belts and they (currently) have the best record in Major League Baseball.  (With a double digit lead over the MFY in the AL East)
  • In the 1990s I developed a fascination with the Traditional Latin Mass.  I would travel innumerable miles to assist at a High Mass in the old rite.  (At the time, they were as rare as the proverbial hens’ teeth) By the time I started blogging in 2003 my fascination was intermittent but I’d still make the long journey whenever the Spirit moved me.  Now, in 2007, Pope Benedict has thrown wide the gates and by virtue of his recent Motu Proprio “Summorum Pontificum” [.pdf], the Traditional Latin Mass may, by right and not by exception, be offered freely.

I have no purpose. I have no niche…

What the hell am I going to complain about?