Website Relaunch

If you’ve been here recently, you’ve noticed a lot of changes to the look of this blog. I’ve been doing some website maintenance. Here’s the official welcome to the relaunch. No more testing and tinkering from me. I’ve chosen a look for this website and will stick with it. Please keep me honest to that. Yes, it must have been disorienting for some. Many probably never noticed. In any case, anyone reading this blog can now focus on my content rather than any website design issues for the foreseeable future.

This website’s theme/design is clean with plenty of white space. Also, it loads quick enough (though sometimes I wish it was faster). Lastly, it has the functionality I feel I want for this blog. That’s enough for me. I may make minor tweaks here and there. However, the feel will stay consistent. Maybe, I’ll write more in depth on the process in a future post.

Beautiful Work

Beautiful Work Always Inspires Me. A quick blog post this time to share an amazing short documentary. Exquisite cinematography.

Dying Craft | La Gondola Tramontin from Paul Freiberger on Vimeo.

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Clothes on Easter Sunday and a Joke

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I went to church on Easter Sunday. As usual for Easter, the church was packed. This year, the clothes on Easter Sunday stood out more than past years. For some context, this was a suburban Catholic Christian church where on a typical Sunday, people may be in collared shirts/polos or dressier blouses, but nothing more. You’d often see normal everyday casual dress – jeans, T-shirts, the occasional Broncos sweatshirt, etc. Easter Sunday is quite different. It offers you an amazing people watching experience. A mish-mash of people you’d never see anywhere else. The clothes are just one of the highlights, but the one I’m sharing here.

Some highlights:

  • The 40s year old gentleman in a pink suit jacket and slicked hair. An Easter only costume I pray!
  • The 3 year old in white shoes, a flower dress, and pigtails. Postcard cute!
  • The teen in her baby blue romper with lace galore. Butt cheeks soon to be exposed. I assume this was a purchase specifically for Easter.
  • The Latino tough guy in an giant suit. Very Ill-fitting. Awkwardness added by the constant hands in pockets, uncomfortable body language.
  • Young boy in white oxford shirt and bright red tie. Why do moms always dress the 10 year old boy the same way?
  • The teen in an Obey t-shirt and jeans, reluctantly brought to church by his family.
  • More than 2 ladies in the white long length suit jacket.
  • Accessories do add a lot to a woman’s outfit if done well.
  • Some old folks don’t care, have given up, or unfortunately don’t have nice clothes.
  • Tan suits look disgusting. Fun costume ties with Easter themes are meh.

Overall, I feel Denver churchgoers are pretty sensible in their dress (no wild hats at least). To conclude, a funny joke by the priest. I’ll do my best to retell it as best as I can.

Bill woke up on Easter Sunday, put on his best dress and got into his car to drive to mass. As he was driving along he felt and heard a thud. He stopped the car, got out and saw he had hit a bunny. It looked dead. “O my,” Bill thought, “what if I hit the Easter bunny?” Bill stood there worried.

Susan pulled up next to Bill as she was passing by. She got out of her car, saw his worried face, and asked. “Hey Bill, what’s the matter?”

Bill answered, “I think I killed this hare,” pointing towards the rabbit lying on the road, “What if I killed the Easter bunny?”

Going back to her car and opening the trunk she told Bill, “I have the perfect thing.” She pulled out a can and sprayed it on the lifeless body lying on the road. Immediately the rabbit hopped back up, sprinted towards the woods. It went 50 feet then turned around and waved its paw at Bill. It sprinted again another 50 feet, turned and waved its paw.

“Wow” Bill said, “What did you spray it with?” Susan handed the can to Bill.

He took a look“Hairspray” he read to himself. In smaller print, “Guaranteed to bring any hair/hare back to life. Also can impart a permanent wave.”

All credit goes to Father Ben Myers