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Thursday, April 12 2001

Better late than...?

My apologies for a late delivery today...ended up at the office working till after 1 a.m., then of course couldn't sleep.

I'm pleased with the responses coming on the current topic, music in our lives. The offer of lists by Virginia, and David, and the suggestions for list additions from Mary Ann are greatly appreciated. I agree, Mary Ann, about Faith Hill's Breathe...one of the better offerings on top 40 radio these days.

In light of the curtailed schedule, just a short thought on topic today. Yesterday I found and added to my list Phil Collins' Sususudio. It doesn't qualify on any of the counts I've enumerated for what makes a song great. I may not keep it on my list, but am trying it on because it brings back specific memories. It was so popular for a time in my single-dad days that our whole family was going around singing it. In the midst of that, we took in a wonderful new dog, who looked like, and we named, Sandy, from Orphan Annie. But Kevin, our youngest, who was always the irrepressible one trying out new things, started calling Sandy Sususudio, and then of course Sudie, and Sudie it was.

How could I not add that to my collection? What criteria do you use to make up your list?

Webmaster Jon Kennedy

Staple Bend?

A man who had spent his whole life in the desert visited a friend. He'd never seen a train or the tracks they run on. While standing in the middle of the railroad tracks, he heard a whistle, but didn't know what it was. Predictably, he was hit and thrown to the side of the tracks, with some internal injuries, a few broken bones, and some bruises.

After months in the hospital recovering, he was at his friend's house attending a party. While in the kitchen, he suddenly heard the teakettle whistling. He grabbed a baseball bat from the nearby closet and bashed the teakettle into an unrecognizable lump of metal. His friend, hearing the ruckus, rushed into the kitchen, saw what had happened, and asked the desert man, "Why'd you ruin my good tea kettle?"

The desert man replied, "Man, you gotta kill these things when they're small."

Sent by Mike Harrison

Holy Week readings (from the Gospel account of the last week of Jesus' earthly ministry)

Then one of the twelve, called Judas Iscariot, went to the chief priests and said to them, "What will you give me if I deliver him to you?" So they agreed with him for thirty pieces of silver. And from that time on he looked for opportunity to betray him.

On the first day of the feast of unleavened bread, the disciples came to Jesus, asking, "Where would you like for us we prepare the passover meal?" And he replied, "Go into the city to such a man, and tell him, 'The Master says, My time is at hand; I will keep the passover at your house with my disciples.'"

The disciples did as Jesus had asked, and they prepared for the passover.

That evening, he sat down with the twelve, and as they were eating, he said, "Truly, I say to you, one of you will betray me." And they were exceedingly sorrowful, and began asking every one of them to ask him, "Lord, is it I?" And he answered and said, "He who dips his hand in the dish with me the same who shall betray me. The Son of man goes as it is written of him: but woe unto that man by whom the Son of man is betrayed! It would have been better for that man if he had not been born."

Then Judas, who betrayed him, answered, "Master, is it I?"

He said unto him, "You have said."

Gospel of St. Matthew, chapter 26, 13-25
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