Ugh.

Milk and Cookies

This evening, several of my friends and I went down to this little shop in the Village called Milk and Cookies. There, I think I had one of the best, if not the best oatmeal rasin cookie I have ever tasted. It was truly dee-lish. You can check out the bakery at http://www.milkandcookiesbakery.com/.

tonight I dream of sunken ships...

I want to tear my hair out.

Laundry room confession #2

Tonight, or should I say this morning, I had to do laundry on the 10th floor: officially upperclassmen territory. I was folding my laundry, as was Kit Williamson, an unusual playwright with a thing for rifles and Budsby Berkley. Ask me for photos. Anyway, we, the only ones in the laundry room, stood there folding clothes (coincidetally, each of us had a massive pile) in complete and utter silence. After he left, I raised the awkward flag to its rightful and proper place.

For my Faith and Critical Reason class, we have to opprotunity to take part in a service-learning initiative in lieu of writing several formal papers. I chose to volunteer at the Momentum soup kitchen, right across the street from Fordham LC's campus, in St. Paul's Church. This particular outreach serves low-income and homeless members of the local community suffering from HIV/AIDS. Today was my first time volunteering there. Though housed in a church, Momentum has no religious affiliation, or so they say. Despite this, really I felt led to choose this location for my volunteer work. I do it in faith, that it will bear good fruit. Regardless, it will be an imensely interesting and enlightinging experience, to say the least. Oh, and I get to wear a soda jerk hat. Nifty, huh?

Ten seconds of sheer brilliance

My name is Arthur Fhardy
Welcome to my yodel party
If you want to yodel along
Come join our happy throng

Since I have recieved a few complaints about my blog merely being a place for random wistful musings, I am going to try to add some more expository entires. Last evening, I had the pleasure of seeing a new production of C.S. Lewis' book "The Great Divorce"... for free. I must say, even though I would have done a few things differently, it was a great production. It stayed true to the spirit, and much of the original text, and Lewis' beautiful message about grace and redemption were clear throughout. The show was also filled with Renaissance vocal work, which not only were a tribute to Lewis' own interest in Medival and Renaissance history, but also added a beauty and depth to the production as a whole. Humorously, the man who played Lewis, the story and show's nararator, looked and had a very similar acting style to my friend Jeff Fisher. I leaned over to a friend and said that that is what he'll be like in 10 years. After the show, there was a talk-back session with the writer/director and the actors. Unfortunately, this was dominated (all but two questions) by two women in the front who felt that Lewis' conception of heaven and hell was "adolecent", and couldn't "comprehend how a free thinker, such as Lewis, could regress to such conceptions." I wanted to tear my hair out, as did many of the other Fordham students (most of whom were, interestingly not religious). Despite me own agreeance with what Lewis presented, his message trancends differnt faiths (though much of his purpose, and much of the beauty is lost), and cannot be evaluated simply on the basis of his religious influence. These unfortunately all-to-vocal women did not seem to grasp that concept. Despite the quite annoying talk-back session, my evening with Lewis(quite literally) was quite enjoyable. And it was also great to see what Jeff would look like in 10 years...