I’ve been invited to do something in New York City that I have no business doing. And if you are stirred by the lives of veterans, the complications of war—or just writing and theater, honestly—I’d love for you to be present. Once upon a time, I knew a woman who survived the Hiroshima atomic bomb. This …
Rob and I (aka The Scrivening Bartlebys) loved making a joyful ruckus at House of Brews last weekend. Thanks if you were one of the beloved friends who came! But the best moment might’ve been when this guy crept up on stage… (Can you spot him on the right?)
Sine proprio. It means “without grasping.” It’s Latin, a phrase used in the vows taken by Franciscan friars—or that’s what I learned from my friar friend, anyway. Specifically, sine proprio is the phrase used for the vow of Poverty. I would’ve thought they’d use a phrase like “without money” for a vow of poverty. But the point …