My doxos piece this week is clearly not developed enough. I take the full blame for that. For starters, I never got around to incorporating any Aquinas who presents a great argument for some religious truths being able to be arrived at by analytical reason and the evidence of our sentences. But what can I say? I was too busy reading bo's draft on Kant, working on my house, and helping a friend move.

Friday night I spent a bit of time dorking around with Facebook. I must be old. I don't really get it. I have, however, finally figured out how to play Scrabulous on it. I also spent some quality time showing a friend how to debug crap code. He had made one of the most frequent mistakes ever:

initialize somevariable to 0
initialize someothervariable to 0

assign output of some function that returns a count to someothervariable

if somevariable is greater than 0, do stuff

But the real highlight of Friday evening was the Akathist Hymn to the Theotokos. Even without a full choir, it's a breathtaking service.

Saturday was most uneventful. I did the usual chores and errands, laundry, grocery shopping, etc. The only change up was since I've still got a very bad cough and didn't want to go running, I started working on the upstairs apartment. The task right now is to prep the walls for painting.

The best part of this part of the day is that while at the hardware store, I bought a new pocketknife. Let the truth be known, I'm a man with a box cutter in my pocket.

Vespers and dinner were pleasant but not particularly noteworthy. I fell asleep relatively early, but not before I discovered Google's massive iGoogle. Google, indeed, is going to take over the world. On the other hand, it may not be as awesome for those that don't already extensively use Google tools. But as someone that uses Google mail, Google calendar, Blogspot, and Google analytics, it's a very nice front end to wrap it all together. Now the big G just needs to buy Facebook so iGoogle gets a Scrabulous widget.

Sunday was the Elevation of the Cross, which is a very nice service. Sunday afternoon, I caught up with a good friend and then helped him clean his old apartment. He needed some help. As a would be urban monastic, his walls were positively covered with soot from a year and half of burning incense and massive numbers of votive candles. We did a decent job, but the job really required a pressure washer.

And now on to my first day of Latin class for the quarter. W00T!