WARNING: Restroom Fixation Disorder symptoms forthcoming.
I’ve known for some time that I’m blessed with a less demanding bladder than many of my peers. I’ve left exactly one movie for a trip to the bathroom (and it was The World is Not Enough, which didn’t require much attention) in my adult life. I use the restroom during plane travel just to break up the monotony. At work, I pretty much go when the restroom intersects a path I was already taking.
I generally characterize myself as having a “Five-hour bladder,” but I’ve never actually studied it. Should I decide to, I know what I’ll call my data-collection: a Jourinal. When I came up with that name, I actually LOLed, so I just had to blog it.
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Ethan and I went to see Star Wars: Clone Wars with our neighbors, and it was a lot of fun. It’s not exactly The Shawshank Redemption, of course, but it was still cool to see with my son.
Really it wasn’t even a movie, but more like an extended pilot. By that measure, it succeeded really well. It also maintained much of the typical Star Wars feel. You know, cool fight scenes, bad dialogue…
The really cool thing about this series (and the former one), is that animation allows the Jedi to really be shown as superhuman. The movies did a decent job of showing glimpses of their skills and powers, but I’m excited to see what they do in an all-CG universe.
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Somehow, with my torrid reading practices, I’ve only managed to finish one book in August. Since July, I’ve started to read eight different books. I suppose it’s natural that I’d only finish one of them by now (I finished five others during the month of July). The library just keeps sending me new books before I can finish the old ones. My policy is, when I get a new book, I read the first chapter or so to see if it’s more interesting than one I’m currently reading. It usually is. Hence, I start reading the new one until I get a newer one. I’ll need to double-back to catch up on some of my partial reads, and I’ll have to cut the cord on a couple of them.
The “newer” book I just finished is Saving Darwin: How to Be a Christian and Believe in Evolution. I know. I’m going to hell just for reading such a book. But I like to keep an open mind on such things and read all around the issues. I’ve read several Young Earth Creationist books, and a couple Old Earth Creationist books, and now I’m reading some Evolutionist books. This wasn’t a very good one.
Actually, as a concise history of the Creation/Evolution debate, it was really good. Very readable and well balanced. But it failed to deliver on the promise of the title. In the introduction to the book, the author mentioned that he’d had to reinterpret the Garden of Eden, Adam and Eve, and Original Sin. He then failed to elaborate on his reinterpretations. He never got back to it.
Basically, the book was about how wrong-headed the Creation/Evolution debate has gotten. Granted. But I was really hoping he’d actually discuss the theological implications of his belief in evolution. The closest he came to it was this paragraph in his concluding chapter, titled “Pilgrim’s Progress”:
God’s creative activity must not be confined to a six-day period “in the beginning” or the occasional intervention along the evolutionary path. God’s role in creation must be more individual - so universal that it cannot be circumscribed by the contours of individual phenomena or events. We must resist the temptation to make God into a “superengineer” or “master craftsman” or “grand artist.” God may indeed have all these attributes, but we ought not to suppose that any of them capture more than the tiniest intuition about God’s role in creation. It seems to me a more hopeful perspective to step back as far as we can and examine the biggest possible picture in the hopes of getting a glimpse of what it means to say that God created the world.
Nice thoughts, but it still doesn’t really help in anything but the most broad theological terms.
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That’ll do for today.
