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12:04pm |
Posted a tweet on Twitter.
New blog post: Events at the Albany Polish Community Center http://tinyurl.com/7l7nsq
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12:04pm |
Updated status on Facebook.
Deacon New blog post: Events at the Albany Polish Community Center http://tinyurl.com/7l7nsq.
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8:42pm |
Updated status on Facebook.
Deacon has just cleared the slushy mess from his driveway. It is about 35 degrees F out there..
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8:46pm |
Posted a tweet on Twitter.
I really need to learn how to spell incense. Deacon, get me the incense, with a c. Arrrrr. How would a pirate say it?
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8:46pm |
Updated status on Facebook.
Deacon I really need to learn how to spell incense. Deacon, get me the incense, with a c. Arrrrr. How would a pirate say it?
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11:08pm |
Scrobbled 12 songs on Last.fm. (Show Details)
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From the NY Times: Grief and Rage at Stricken Gaza School
The bodies of the children who died outside the United Nations school here were laid out in a long row on the ground…
Hundreds of Gazans crowded around, staring at the little faces, some of them with dark eyes still open, but dulled.
Abdel Minaim Hasan, 37, knelt, weeping, next to the body of his eldest daughter, Lina, 11, who was wrapped in a Hamas flag. —From now on I am Hamas!— he cried. —I choose resistance!—
Can you see yourself, your children, your sons and daughters in this picture. I do. I look at my daughter every night, with her dark hair and expressive eyes, and I know what these folks are going through. I feel it to the depth of my soul.
Anybody recall the Israeli hostages in Uganda under Idi Amin? The Israeli armed forces could fly to a country in central Africa, extricate their hostages, take action against the kidnappers, and fly home. Yet, against terrorists living right next door, amongst millions of people forced to live in a cage, they choose to kill indiscriminately? Something wrong morally, strategically, functionally? Yes, it is called killing for the sake of terrorism, and you and I paid for the shells that killed these women and children.
Friday, Jan. 9 – Polish-American buffet, 4-8 pm
Sunday, Jan. 11 – Polka Dance with the Eddie Forman Orchestra, 3-7 pm
Sunday, Jan. 18 – Ballroom dance
Sunday, Jan. 25 – Ballroom Dance
Sunday, Feb. 1st – Super bowl Sunday Party! Doors open at 4 pm
Saturday, Feb. 14th – Valentine’s Day Dinner & Dance, 6-12 midnight
For more information please visit the Center’s website or call 518-456-3995. The Center is located at 225 Washington Ave Ext, Albany NY 12205.
If we’d only have learned it in the 20th Century.
Here we are in the 21st Century and someone has come to take all our elves away – likely the Chinese…
My life measured by a brief span, as with a twine,
Is encircled as if by a firm border line,
So You know how fleeting it is, and water foam
Seems to be properly used for comparison.Tear me from my sins, I beg you, though I’m fallen,
Do not condemn to disdain this light-minded man,
Lighten Your hand for it has attained victory
And it appears was ready to ridicule me.Full of misery is the life of the sinner,
All his affairs are like a web of the spider;
Remorse destroys them as a moth spoils a garment
While bad will thrusts them back from the Omnipotent.Listen to my supplications and let Your ears
Remain open to attend to my bitter tears,
So I could recover, please show some leniency,
Ere I give You back my soul, the earth my body.
English language translation by Michael J. Mikoś
Mój wiek czasem krótkim jak sznurem zmierzony,
A jako granicą pewną obtoczony,
Więc jak jest nietrwały. Ty wiesz, a pijana
Wodna słusznie się zda z nim być porównana.Wyrwi z grzechów, proszę, a w nich upadłego
Nie dawaj na wzgardę człowieka lekkiego.
Ulży ręki swojej, bo mnie zwojowała,
A sna na pośmiech wzdąć już się zgotowała.Nieszczęsny jest żywot człowieka grzesznego,
Pajęczynie równe wszystkie sprawy jego;
A jako mol szatę, tak one żal kazi,
Które więc zła wola od Pana odrazi.Wysłuchaj me prośby, a na łkanie moje
Niechaj otworzone będą uszy Twoje,
Abym k sobie przyszedł, chciej sfolgować mało,
Niż ci duszę wrócę, a ziemi dam ciało.