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matrixrefugeeToday's gospel reading was the part where someone asks Christ how many people are going to heaven, and He replies that the way to heaven is through the narrow gate. The priest who gave the sermon, Father Peter, had a funny elaboration on it. He said that image put him in mind of incidents where he'd been on an airplane trip with some of the other priests from the Abbey and how their religious medals would always set off the metal detectors, to the point that the Abbot, Father Gabriel, would put up his hands in surrender just as he started through the metal detector. So he wondered if that narrow gate might also be equipped with a "unrepented sin detector", that would trigger a trap door under a person's feet. Of course this gave me the funny mental image of one of those trapdoors in front of some-sort-of-entryway in a cartoon!
More funny things: A few days ago, on a windy day, my dad and his co-workers were having lunch in the greenhouse when all of a sudden, they heard this loud *WHAM!* Then this loud rumble went through the steam heat pipes. They all got up to check the vents, which were open, since sometimes the wind can catch in one of the flaps of the ventilation panels in the roof and fling them back, if the pulley system for them is out of whack. They couldn't see anything wrong with the vents, but then some of the Spanish guys that work there came in to report that a car had come flying down the road and slammed into someone's Jeep parked by one of the temporarily disused bays of the greenhouse and pushed the Jeep into the wall of the greenhouse. So they went out to check it, in time to see a tow-truck pull up and to see a seventeen-year-old and a woman hobbling around as an ambulence pulled up.
It gets interesting. My dad and one of the company heads got talking with the tow-truck driver, and it turns out the woman, obviously the kid's mother, was nowhere near the accident site at the time, that she'd ridden over with him in the tow-truck. And the kid has already had his license suspended and thus was driving without a license. I have to admit, I hope this woman gets what's coming to her for her slack parenting. You can only cover Junior's little behind so many times before it winds up biting you in yours.
More funny things: A few days ago, on a windy day, my dad and his co-workers were having lunch in the greenhouse when all of a sudden, they heard this loud *WHAM!* Then this loud rumble went through the steam heat pipes. They all got up to check the vents, which were open, since sometimes the wind can catch in one of the flaps of the ventilation panels in the roof and fling them back, if the pulley system for them is out of whack. They couldn't see anything wrong with the vents, but then some of the Spanish guys that work there came in to report that a car had come flying down the road and slammed into someone's Jeep parked by one of the temporarily disused bays of the greenhouse and pushed the Jeep into the wall of the greenhouse. So they went out to check it, in time to see a tow-truck pull up and to see a seventeen-year-old and a woman hobbling around as an ambulence pulled up.
It gets interesting. My dad and one of the company heads got talking with the tow-truck driver, and it turns out the woman, obviously the kid's mother, was nowhere near the accident site at the time, that she'd ridden over with him in the tow-truck. And the kid has already had his license suspended and thus was driving without a license. I have to admit, I hope this woman gets what's coming to her for her slack parenting. You can only cover Junior's little behind so many times before it winds up biting you in yours.
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Date: 2007-08-27 09:38 am (UTC)My sister sawed through the steering wheel to get a locking clamp off once.