Monthly Archives: November 2012

Death on a Crank


As of late I’ve been reading Leah Libresco’s wonderful blog (and I have a little post about the nature of her posts bouncing around my head) and recently discovered the Paternoster.  As a student of architecture, I am being prepped for the “real world” by such classes as Building Systems, where I begin to learn code things and the reasons for them.  My prof for the class pointed out that codes are instituted after horrific catastrophes so that they don’t happen again (like the 4″ ball rule for railing spindles), and that it is the job of the architect to make everything ADA accessible and so that anyone who dies will be from a freak accident and not because there was something wrong with the building.  The Paternoster, however, is–as the title of this post suggests–what I assessed to be “death on a crank.”  The sheer number of things which could go wrong is so astronomical that my poor mind is blown just thinking that such things were actually allowed and used.  Also it’s just plain terrifying.


Two Days, Two Ways


(This is a simul-post with Ignitum Today)

Tempting as it was to declare that we should write a Discovery-channel-spinoff in the vein of this xkcd (Quill doing the words, Ink doing the doodles), being wrapped up in family matters has made that logistically impossible. Plus, it seemed more appropriate to write a heavier post.

Funnier than Black Friday

In light of today yesterday [1] being Black Friday, our thoughts were drawn to the very strange contrast between a day like yesterday, where the mindset of sales, purchases, and consumption dominates, and a day like Thursday, whose spirit is one of thanksgiving (exactly as it says on the can), and the recognition that everything we have is first and foremost a gift [2].  It’s as if by an accident of human affairs– or by the strange shadow of crass commercialism cast by all that is finest in our calendar holidays– whether by one or by the other, Providence has drawn out examples of the same two choices He puts before us time and again in the Scriptures: today He has set before us two ways.

“See, I have set before you this day life and good, death and evil.  If you obey the commandments of the LORD your God which I command you this day, by loving the LORD your God, by walking in his ways, and by keeping his commandments and his statutes and his ordinances, then you shall live and multiply, and the LORD your God will bless you in the land which you are entering to take possession of it.  But if your heart turns away, and you will not hear, but are drawn away to worship other gods and serve them, I declare to you this day, that you shall perish; you shall not live long in the land which you are going over the Jordan to enter and possess.  I call heaven and earth to witness against you this day, that I have set before you life and death, blessing and curse; therefore choose life, that you and your descendants may live, loving the LORD your God, obeying his voice, and cleaving to him; for that means life to you and length of days, that you may dwell in the land which the LORD swore to your fathers, to Abraham, to Isaac, and to Jacob, to give them.”  [3]

These two different attitudes can be found everywhere.  Scripture, as seen above, is only one location.  Salvation history is an equally blatant example.  Our own lives, however, are just as subject to this very fundamental choice: good and life, evil and death.

English-Ancient Greek dictionary

Thanksgiving – ευχαριστειν (eucharistein): to give thanks.

–notice eucharistein can be broken down into eu-charis (charis being the word for grace): to give thanks is to respond well (eu) to the grace (charis) we have received.

At the Last Supper, even God found the time to give thanks.  On the night of the first and truest Thanksgiving Thursday, the night all His friends turned their backs on Him and handed Him over to His great suffering, He still said the blessing “and gave thanks” [4].  And on the same night we find Judas grasping for his purse of silver, like Adam grasping for the fruit of knowledge of good and evil, mirroring the hands of the soldiers grasping for God Himself, to destroy His body.

This then was the first Black Friday, when the sun hid for shame, an example then as every Black Friday is now of the grasping, seizing, devouring attitude: the one that does not so much say “I Do Not Want” to God’s gift– for there is nothing else out there to be desired but things which God has already given us– so much as say “I Do Not Want It to Be A Gift.”  We want to have it both ways, to receive and then to hold on to it as if we had created it ourselves, bit by bit to privatize the world away from God and then to dispose of it as if it had all come from us to begin with, as if we called it out of nothing, as if we earned it and every other thing back to our own birth– to dominate, in the strictest sense, everything that comes our way.

Thanksgiving Thursday and Black Friday–the days upon which we give thanks for our many blessings and then proceed to destroy ourselves with greed, not even a full 24 hours later.  The way that recognizes the gift, receives it in thanks, and gives back to others and to the Giver; and the way of consumption and possession, of appropriating what we come across and sealing it off from the world, until we turn in upon ourselves and away from the source of every gift: in a word, the choice between the way Our Lord went on Holy Thursday and the way the whole world went on Good Friday.


[1] This was originally meant to be published on Friday but, again, life got in the way.

[2] All things, being in existence, are first gifts from God, who actively Wills all things and beings into existence.  Do you feel small yet?

[3] Deuteronomy 30:15-20

[4] Luke 22:17

Our Work is Never Over


Yes, I parsed that from Daft Punk.  It’s the description of my life as an archi student.

I’m feeling bad for not posting anything in a while, so this is a filler post pleading forgiveness for my stagnation.

Here, have a diagram from my project.  Props to whoever figures out what I’m trying to show (and no commenting if I’ve already told you).

Measuring your life in…


My roommate inspired this series.  I eat candy corn non-stop (it is a staple of my diet; that and coffee) and I said something about, “several bags ago…” so she suggested I write a blog about ways of measuring one’s life.  I reminded her that it already exists; in song form (Seasons of Love).  However, it is an interesting idea so I think I’ll do small little flavour posts on it.

Measuring my life in bags of candy corn.  I think I’m on seven or eight this semestre.  I’ll be devastated when they disappear from store shelves.