kis·met \ˈkiz-ˌmet, -mət\ - noun; often capitalized
1. fate.
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"We die. That may be the meaning of life. But we do language.
That may be the measure of our lives." - Toni Morrison

"Growing up Southern is a privilege, really. It's more than where you're born; it's an idea and state of mind that seems imparted at birth. It's more than loving fried chicken, sweet tea, football, and country music. It’s being hospitable, devoted to front porches, magnolias, moon pies, coca-cola... and each other. We don't become Southern - we're born that way." - Unknown

02 February 2011

day two: "what's in a name"?

The name of my blog is "et cetera" because this is the place where all of my random thoughts, feelings, and ideas end up. It only seemed appropriate.

Book of the week:
Hawaii Pidgin New Testament? Yes, please.
Matthew 7:3-5 "How come you try spock one small piece junk inside yoa brudda's eye, cuz you know, awready get one big two by four inside yoa own eye. Eh, an how you goin tell yoa brudda, 'Eh, try let me pull da small piece junk outa yoa eye,' wen you get one big two by four inside yoa own eye? You say one ting an anodda! First you gotta take da big two by four outa yoa own eye. Den you can see good fo take da small piece junk outa yoa brudda's eye."
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