Pop Culture Roundup

Again, I've been slacking on my Moltmann and went with Anne Lamott's Plan B: Further Thoughts on Faith this week instead. Lamott's 'sequel' is a little thicker, but I think that has to do with the layout. It's still a quick read. I'm going to personally recommend her chapters on being with her dying dog, hearing the pastor of the Church of 80% Sincerity preach, and her brutally honest thoughts about being a mother. Lamott is a wonderful mix of humor, irreverence, honesty, and sincerity. She may grate with some more 'conservative' folks, maybe in this one more than the last as her language can be salty...that and she hates the Iraq war so she has some words about our current administration. No problem here, though.

The show Miami Ink is the only show that I will willingly watch on TLC, since every other show is about babies, weddings, makeovers, or interior decorating. Plopped down in the middle of all this on Tuesday nights is a show about a tattoo parlor in Miami. You get to hear stories about the artists as well as stories behind customers' tattoos. A lot of people come in to get 'In Memoriam' tattoos or to remember a harsh moment in their lives like battling cancer or a loved one being attacked. Most end up looking pretty cool. Most. There was one on this past week where a guy wanted to remember his father. Well, his family is part American Indian, so the guy wanted to incorporate a white feather and a bingo card and a slot machine. Ah, sentimentality.


I haven't seen any movies this week, so I'll substitute something else. If you don't like pro wrestling, skip ahead. WWE SummerSlam is this Sunday, and I'm lucky enough to have a movie theater nearby that shows all the WWE pay-per-views for $10 (as opposed to paying $50 to watch it at home, not including whatever food you buy to eat while you watch it). One of the big matches that I'm interested in is Edge vs. John Cena for the WWE Championship because I'm tremendously worried that Edge is going to lose. Once upon a time, John Cena was an edgy white boy rapper character who creatively burned his opponents before matches with clever rhymes. Then he won the championship for the first time, the WWE phased out that part of his character, and up until recently he's been a generic 'I'm gonna beat you because the crowd likes me' good guy. The funny thing about that is once he became an 'I'm gonna beat you because the crowd likes me' good guy, the crowd started not liking him. They liked irreverent edgy Cena. All that, and I really like Edge as champion. He's different. He reminds me a little of when Shawn Michaels was champ as a bad guy. For those non-wrestling fans who have made it through this paragraph, I salute you. I avoided some jargon for your benefit.

I associate The Decemberists with fall, so with the leaves just beginning to turn they've been in my CD player a lot.


Around the web, RealLivePreacher shares his Thought for the Day here and then tries again here.

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