On the 7th Day of Christmas...

the Blogmaster gave to me...7 jpeg images of the Meloche family Chistmas...

The Good Life...

Dear fellow Christian soldiers,
Before the Christmas Octavive began, the family and I went across the state for a vacation on the Alantic coast. Like Meville's Ishmael, I to am called to the sea...the ocean feels like home. Here are few pics.

The Intellectual Life

friends,
...like others, I am sure you are wondering how a quasi-professional intellectual, who is neither a professional nor an intellectual spends his day. I assure you it is one of active inactivity. To saturate your curiosity allow me to give a sample day.
I hop out of bed at the crack of dawn (not by choice, rather to placate the screams of one of my children who have been screaming for the past half hour). At 6:30 on the nose I have my cup of extra fort coffee, English muffin with BP and a splash of OJ. After brushing my teeth and throwing the kids some crackers I read something light to get the intellectual juices flowing, perhaps on of Plato's dialogues. At 9 I take a nap until noon. Then comes lunch.
I have what ever the kids are eating, normally baby back rips, parsnips and a side of grits. After lunch i take a nap until 2; then I read something medieval - preferably some St. Thomas and if Manuela is busying saving the world, i will either read something from the Reformation period or watch "Judge Judy". After that I brush my teeth and take a nap until 5:30. 5:30 is my favorite time of the day - cocktail hour. We each have a pint of dark lager and discuss how the neighbour hood is going to pot.
At six we have our big meal, apple slices, a cheese stick and 2 saltines. At 6:35 we pray the rosary - all 5 decades on our knees - for the salvation of all our pagan friends. At 7 I have my pipe. At 7:26 I brush my teeth. At 7:30 read something light to the kids...usually some Kant. By eight the kids are sound asleep. At 8:02 me and Manuela stare at each other... At 8:11 I have my second pipe, brush my teeth once more, thank God for the productive day and fly to slumber land, eagerly looking forward to what thrills the next day has in store for me.
And now I must be off...
Oh, and here are some recent pics...