11.6.09

Just tickled to be here...




I'm new on the block here.  Several of you have waved, rather neighborly of you I must say. Jordan Green even brought over a plate of snickerdoodles and a faded copy of a book, something about Jazz. He said "welcome" and then rode away on his fixie.  Nice fella.  I do look forward to meeting the vast menagerie of people who live in Burnside.  Menagerie.  Isn't that a lovely word to say?

A part of me really does want to fit in, be accepted and all.  But I don't know.  I'm not very hip; in fact, my right one hurts when it rains.  I listen to AM radio quite a bit - Glen Campbell and Johnny Mathis.  I've never owned a hoodie.  And I do hope you'll forgive the green lawn chair by the curb.  You see, I like to sit and watch things.  I'm not really sure what prayer is, but I am learning to pay attention.  I do have an extra chair if you'd like to sit sometime.  I could brew some chicory coffee, only take a minute.

There appears to be an interest in God on these streets.  I like that.  I've noticed a couple of fish decals, been dazzled by some N.T. Wright lawn art, and overheard a few conversations with phrases like "my church" in them.  I like that.  And there also appear to be some storytellers on these streets.  I like that too.  My favorite poet, Jim Harrison, writes "death steals everything except our stories."  I intend to give Jordan a copy of Harrison; it just seems the christian thing to do after the gift of that Blue book.  I did see that Pattison fella out on his lawn quoting some passages from the right reverend Wendell Berry.  I like that.  I could see us being friends.  I may invite him over for Scrabble on Tuesday.  I'm trying to be more missional.

I do use the words damn and helluva from time to time.  It's just the way it is.  My neighbor over the fence, somebody-Ivey I believe, had his screen door open the other night and belted out the word flarkhead.  I like that alot.

And there also seems to be a mercy in the air around here, an effort to bring some heaven to earth.  I really like that.  A lot of this world is pretty hellish.  Folks in the Middle Ages described hell as a place with no birds.  I wouldn't want to live in a place like that; I don't believe anyone should.  So maybe we can collectively (slight wink) write words not interested in subjugation but bent on genuflection.  And a sky full of birds.  We must try, right neighbors?

Well, see you around.  

  

           

11 comments:

  1. Welcome, John. My name is James and I just started reading here a few months ago. I am the token conservative.

    Do you have a last name? There is more than one John here, I think.

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  2. James,

    My last name is Blase.

    Thanks for the welcome. A token conservative? Was that moniker bestowed upon you or is that from your own head?

    Grace,
    John

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  3. John,

    I really enjoy what you've written here so far, and I now visit your personal blog every day.

    Judging by what I've seen on your blog, our reading lists may look very similar. Rick Bass, Jim Harrison. Wendell Berry and Wallace Stegner are my two favorite writers.

    John

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  4. John,

    Shucks, based on the common ground of those four writers, I'd probably loan you money or something. I'd have to lean toward Harrison as my favorite. His fiction is superb.

    Thanks and I made the correction on today's post. Have you read Stegner's essay to his mother? I'm sure that was on my mind when writing this morning...

    Grace,

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  5. I have read it. "Letter, Much Too Late," right?

    I'm actually writing on a long sprawling, probably boring post for my personal blog about Stegner's boomer/sticker classifications. I think his mother represented the sticker, and his father the boomer.

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  6. Glad to welcome you to the block as long as you share the snickerdoodles! lol
    I also use the word damn and I use the word "hella" quite a bit since I am from Nor Cal! Oh and read that "blue" book, it changed the way I look at a lot of things in Christianity.

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  7. I think the least I can do is knock and say hi . . . I mean we are neighbors after all.

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  8. I can't get past picturing Jordan on a fixie. Is this a new Phoenix pasttime?

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  9. A pleasure to make your acquaintance, John!

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  10. Welcome, John. From this post, I am already excited about you hanging with us on the block. Can I bring my plastic red adirondack chair over to sit with you?

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