Monthly Archives: June 2013

What I played last weekend: 13th Sunday of Ordinary Time

Only one English Mass this weekend.


7 quick takes: This house won’t buy itself

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So as I’ve mentioned, I’m buying a house. And last Friday was the inspection (passed, and there’s no radon either). We’ve asked the homeowners to do some stuff. I’m getting quotes for homeowners’ insurance. And I’ve filled out a ton of paperwork for the mortgage. This. Is. Exhausting. I will be so happy when it’s finished.

— 2 —

At the end of my inspection, the inspector dude gave me this:

inspection book

Apparently, the average age of new homeowners is 5.

— 3 —

Jonathan Toews holding up the Stanley Cup. Alas, I was in a bad spot for photos. Though that never stopped anyone from taking photos.


I didn’t get to go to the Blackhawks championship rally three years ago due to my crappy telecommuting job. There was no way I was missing the parade this year. Oddly, I didn’t feel as celebratory about this year’s win right away, perhaps because their win in Game 6 was a total shock (tying, then game-winning, goal in 17 seconds) and I was drowning in mortgage paperwork. But I’m feeling it now. And I demand a repeat next year.

— 4 —

I think I was glad I was working from home on Wednesday, when the Supreme Court decisions dealing with gay marriage came out. My workplace is all-in on gay rights, and so are most of the employees. Plus Chicago’s Pride Parade is this weekend, and they’ll probably be handing out free T-shirts for it, which, as an employee of the Catholic Church, I can’t accept or wear.

It’s tough knowing Church teachings, not liking them, but reluctantly accepting them anyway. The Church’s stance on homosexuality may be right, but it still breaks my heart.

— 5 —

OCP’s summer catalog is in the mail, the Catholic music publisher says. I may need some extra free time the next few days.

— 6 —

Regarding Wendy Davis and her filibuster of that Texas pro-life law: When I die and face my judgment, I will be held to account, I’m sure, for many things. I’m not perfect, and occasionally, not even good. But I can’t imagine telling God at the end of my life, “I spent more than half a day speaking out in favor of abortion.” We must pray she figures that out in time.

— 7 —

Speaking of the Blackhawks…

That’s the Blackhawks goal/victory song. Something’s lost in the translation to classical, but it’s still really cool.

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What I played last weekend: 12th Sunday of Ordinary Time

Only one English Mass this weekend.

Updated to fix reversion to template copy.

7 quick takes: Mostly written on a train so please excuse typos edition

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As I noted yesterday, I’m in the process of buying a house, and today marks a big step: the inspection. So I would appreciate your prayers that all goes well. I’m nervous, because a friend’s homebuying was derailed by an inspection, and I don’t want the same to happen to me.

UPDATE: It went well. Whew!

— 2 —

On that note, a lot of people asked me how I feel now that I’m buying a house. And the answer is, ask me in a week or two. There’s so much to do to get the ball rolling, and I’m dealing with so much so fast that it’s tough to really sit back and think. Actually, a better answer might be to ask me after I’ve actually moved in.

— 3 —

And everyone’s like, “Tim, you simply must have a housewarming party.” It’ll happen, but it’s waaaaaaaaay back on my list, guys.

— 4 —

I found a great typo this week in a writeup I was editing about music lessons. The writeup discussed “loner instruments” instead of “loaner instruments,” which got me thinking:

A piano wearing a leather jacket gets on his motorcycle.

“None of you understand me,” he says.

Then he drives fast around Unlucky Man’s Curve.

Thank you, thank you. I’ll be here all week.

— 5 —

I do like my day job, but they can be clueless on religion: at their sponsored street fair, they placed the psychic reading booth across the street from a Catholic church and right next to a statue of St. Michael the Archangel. This was a few months after scheduling a party on Good Friday.

Sigh. I know a lot of my coworkers are not religious, but still.

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Oh, and the title? Like many of you, I prewrite these for posting on Friday. It is Thursday and I’m heading home from the party in #5. There’s plenty of time to do this, because it’s nearly an hour and a half that this train ride takes up, as I’m riding too late for the expresses and have to take a local.

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The closest I can get to new-house music is going to have to be Everclear. The song’s not even really related, but, eh, it’s a pretty good song.

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Where have you been?

I’ve been extraordinarily busy, and that’s why I haven’t posted much lately. Let me explain why.

I’ve been trying to buy a house for the last couple of months, a process that, in a sense, has gone on for several years while I lived with my parents, paid off debts, and saved up money. (More on that here, in a post I made — eep — more than a year ago.) Things had not gone well. I was 0-for-3 in making offers on places, having been outbid every time. Home prices were starting to rise, as were interest rates, which was starting to price me out of decent stuff, and I have neither the time nor the ability to fix up a crappy place. It was frustrating, and we were nearing a point where I would have probably just gone out and gotten an apartment. Until… Continue reading

What I played last weekend: 11th Sunday of Ordinary Time

Masses 1, 2, and 3:

Mass 4: 

* Denotes something I’d never played at Mass before

Prayer request

Please pray for the repose of the soul of Helen, who was a longtime parishioner and later choir director at one of my parishes. She died Thursday after a long struggle with breast cancer.

Eternal rest grant unto her, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon her. May her soul, and the souls of all the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace.

Thank you.