|pgh looks just like l.a.!|
Nonetheless, more exciting news looms: to wit, I'll soon be giving a talk for the Newman Center at Duquesne University, as follows:
March 2, 2013, Saturday 10:30 a.m.
Lenten speaker, Newman Lecture Series
Free and open to the public.
My contact person there, Ph. D. Kevin Mongrain, is an Associate Professor at the McAnulty College and Graduate School of Liberal Arts, a scholar of Hans Urs von Balthasar, and an author. I was so excited about the prospect of coming to Pittsburgh (where I've never been before), that somehow we got to talking and next thing I knew he was offering me a suite at the Gailliot Center for a bit longer than the planned three days.
I am quite taken with the whole notion of a--of any--"suite," and post-haste got on kayak.com and booked a ticket for a week. So I'll be in Pittsburgh from Feb. 25 through March 3 and before I'd even told anyone I coincidentally heard from a lovely priest at St. Paul of the Cross Monastery and Retreat House across the river who ended up sending me all kinds of maps and brochures and offering to show me around Pittsburgh or "Pgh" as the people from there seem to spell it.
I love the idea of getting to wander around the arts district of a new (to me) city: going to Mass, drinking coffee and listening to the accents. Of course it will be Lent so I will probably be abstaining from sugar and thus in a low, desolate, self-pitying mood but I'm sure the good folks from Pgh will cheer me right up.
So thank you in advance for having me!
Then there's my recent post, "The Existential Nostalgia of TV," in which I copped to the fact that I haven't much watched TV since the days of Mister Ed. A few days later I received a little package in the mail. No card, no indication of the sender--but instantly I discerned the hand of my beloved little brother...