Neither a maskhole nor a racehole be. Whether PC or not, woke or not. There are —holes with all ideologies.

Talking about #prayer in my Bible reading group. Ancient: The Jesus Prayer 12 words. 5 seconds. Lord Jesus Christ, son of God, have mercy on me, a sinner. I pray it hundreds of times a day. I pray it 4 times when washing my hands. It is the foundation of all my other prayers. The Jesus Prayer is the rock on which I pray. 🙏

TIL Alison Balsom j.mp/329OKZQ

Because sometimes nothing will do except a genuine #baroque #trumpet.

Actually discovered her yesterday on YouTube in a short about her love for the baroque trumpet.

She makes the world more #beautiful!

OH: “In what sense does the free market recognize and promote #freedom?” #kmmhaj Friday Feature “Freedom, ancient and modern”

Clouds Over Ilulissat Icefjord Johnathan Ampersand Esper

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Clouds Over Ilulissat Icefjord is a photograph by Johnathan Ampersand Esper which was uploaded on November 28th, 2018

I love art. I love Windows Spotlight because it features beautiful art in the medium of photography. I collect the images. I make a hobby of identifying the origins of images. Today I have an interesting story to tell. Clouds Over Ilulissat Icefjord is a photograph by Johnathan Ampersand Esper which was uploaded on November 28th, 2018. Visit the page at fineartamerica.com (HT: Google Image search). View a screenshot of the page in a new tab (same as clicking on the above thumbnail).

Before I found the origin, I searched TinEye. Only one result, and it’s a picture of someone’s screen showing the photograph in Windows Spotlight! TinEye search for Johnathan Ampersand Esper's photograph

Then I used Bing. That resulted in a .ru website where you can see all the Windows Spotlight photos! View the page featuring Esper’s photograph (not credited).

Bing search for Johnathan Ampersand Esper's photograph

On the Avengers movies and life in the Universe

Nobody has an adequate concept of how large the Universe is, so the plot of the Avengers movies was flawed from the start. Guardians of one mere galaxy are inconsequential on the scale of the Universe. I will believe that God created the entire Universe just for life on Earth until we have evidence otherwise. I want to keep searching for life so we can keep not finding it and so materialists and evolutionists can get more and more frustrated.

From Crystal Cathedral to Christ Cathedral

How providential is it that Notre Dame burned during Holy Week? Then how providential that in the first week after Resurrection Sunday this is a headline? “Crystal Cathedral, home to the ‘Hour of Power,’ transforms into Catholic seat”

Oh. My. God. And I mean that with all reverence. This is amazing. Crystal Cathedral, founded by televangelist Rev. Robert Schuller, is on the verge of being dedicated as Christ Cathedral! (christcathedralcalifornia.org)

“We’re buying a used cathedral. That’s never happened before.” Doesn’t God work in mysterious ways?

Rev. Schuller says this a lot: “God loves you, and so do I.” I have found myself using that more and more lately. Somehow, between high school and college, I was mostly added to Rev. Schuller’s bulk mailing list. Mostly. One letter off. He (not he but the computer printing the letters) called me Rimothy Chambers. I can’t remember whether he had my college address or my family forwarded my mail. I distinctly remember, though, that I was a freshman at MIT, living on the first floor of the west building of East Campus. (That’s an odd name for a dormitory, I know. But I just double-checked to see if I only remember it as a nickname. Nope. It’s official, in its constitution). I can say I lived in Hayden House, though nobody calls it that. (But if you’re reading this and go to the trouble of telling me the names from your memory of the other 5 EC houses, I’ll put something in your crypto wallet.) Anyway, while living in the dorm I wrote Rev. Shuller a letter asking how he could love me when he didn’t even know my name. I kinda gloated when the Crystal Cathedral went bankrupt nine years ago. How forgiving God is of my self-righteousness. Who am I to judge Rev. Schuller?

I am so encouraged by this turn of events. I hope to worship at Christ Cathedral the next time I’m in the area.

Image credit christcathedralcalifornia.org/explore/architecture/

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On yen, pennies, and wafers

A yen is worth less than a U.S. penny. I got to wondering why the Japanese would count in yen. Kiloyen seems more reasonable. Then again, I guess it’s relative. Is there a Japanese word for a fraction of a yen? Who would need it? If all Americans had always counted in pennies, we’d be used to that. We wouldn’t need a word for a hundred or a thousand pennies. I remember my first year at university we would use pennies as projectiles. They were large enough to hurt, but too small to cause serious injury. Nobody put an eye out. We called them wafers. Tuition my 2nd year went over $10,000. We complained about getting a bill for a megawafer.

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TIL @root9B. A local cybersecurity company; root—as in once you have root access you own the system)—and 9B is hex for 911. Such geeks. I love the name!

Why You Should Never Cold Call a Millennial^H^H^H^H^H^H^H^H^H^H Baby Boomer

I haven’t figured out how to optimize replies on other sites with Micro.blog. And maybe this really is what I want. A blog post based on a comment I made. Yeah, that’s it. This post was inspired by my comment.

As I said at qqMedium in reply to “Why You Should Never Cold Call a Millennial (And What To Try Instead):”

Reason 1: You could lose composure on a call

Reason 2: Receiving a call is time-consuming

Reason 3: Callers are inconsiderate

Uh. These reasons are universal. I’m a young baby boomer. Please don’t call me, either!

Update

Kudos Filip Poutintsev for these additional reasons:

  1. The call always comes in a bad time
  2. The call takes all your attention
  3. You can only talk to one person at a time
  4. On the phone you have to react instantly
  5. There’s no time to check facts
  6. Over half of what you said or heard on the phone will be instantly forgotten
  7. I just don’t like phone calls
  8. Writing is easier than talking
  9. You have to prepare for the call
  10. The 9th Circle of Hell: Video Calls

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tbc0: the 0 is silent

Boy, do I have egg on my face. A big goose egg. 0. Zero. Twenty days ago I got it in my head that “0” is pronounced “zed” in British English. I held that mistaken belief for twenty days, even though I’ve known all along that the British pronounce the 26th letter of the alphabet “zed.”

Though I’m publishing this post after midnight on March 22nd, I fixed my Twitter profile—and my blog—on the 21st. I’m mortified that the Internet Archive will forever contain this mistake. Oh, well. Moving on.

It would have been appropriate for this to be the first blog post I’ve written at tbc.micro.blog since I enabled cross-posting, but that happened 10 days ago. (I syndicate at twitter.com/tbc0, medium.com/@tbc0, and facebook.com/timchambersusa.) I gave up on Medium when they started charging real money for crap writing. (No, it’s not all crap. I’m generalizing.) I syndicate there only because I can. I’ve already pretty much given up posting on Facebook. I intend to blog more and Twitter less from now on.

But back to the goose egg. As a computer scientist, I would never pronounce “0” “nil,” because they mean two different things in my profession. “Zero” is so formal. And why should the number signifying nothing get two syllables, anyway? For monosyllables, I kind of like zilch. Naught has a British ring to it. Having said all that, as an autodidactic philosopher, I’m most fond of this. When it comes to pronouncing my unique four-character identifier on the internet, tbc0, say “tee bee see.” The “0” is silent.

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Shame on me for not making this blog a priority since I upgraded to premium. I’ve been Twittering a lot. Also distracted by Nextdoor. I’ll say this today. I greatly enjoyed the hike around my neighborhood. You need a Strava account to see my route.

For the Love of God: On Luck and Quantum Mechanics

I don’t believe in luck. Studying quantum mechanics ruined it for me. (Not that I understand the math. Yet.) Well, QM and coming to believe the core doctrines of Christianity. No room for luck. God is Love.

That’s as I said today in a “just for fun” discussion; TechWell Hub. (Slack account required but requests are promptly accepted).

Milestone: my first post after upgrading to the paid micro.blog service.

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This ad worked! Lovely and talented wife and I worked late. Missed Shrove Tuesday at church. Settled for IHOP.

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Kyle Forti R.I.P.

I’m mourning the death of a man I met through church some years ago. Kyle Forti was in a helicopter crash in Kenya. I saw the story on NBC news. I enjoyed the conversations we had Saturdays at men’s breakfast. God rest his soul and comfort his mourners. He leaves behind a wife and son.