I bumped into my friend Veronica today on my way to the DH. She told me how she wanted to go see I Love You Man but her friends bailed. So I said I'd go. We walked over to Boylston for the 8:50.
Definitely worth it. One of the funniest movies I've ever seen.
It's great how in college you never know what you will wind up doing if you just take a minute to stop and talk to your friends.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Bar hopping... oops, wrong blog...
Alright, so it wasn't bar hopping. It was church hopping.
After Holy Thursday mass my friends and I went church hopping. We hit up St. Clements, St. Cecelia's, St. Francis's (in the Pru) and finished at the Cathedral. We stopped for adoration at each one. On the way we met up with a bunch of Kids from the CC at BU. We sang praise and worship and the rosary as we traveled the streets of Boston. At the Cathedral we said night prayer with the Cardinal... The girl sitting behind me had the most amazing voice I had ever heard. Totally made the end of my night amazing.
After Holy Thursday mass my friends and I went church hopping. We hit up St. Clements, St. Cecelia's, St. Francis's (in the Pru) and finished at the Cathedral. We stopped for adoration at each one. On the way we met up with a bunch of Kids from the CC at BU. We sang praise and worship and the rosary as we traveled the streets of Boston. At the Cathedral we said night prayer with the Cardinal... The girl sitting behind me had the most amazing voice I had ever heard. Totally made the end of my night amazing.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
The Archangel of Westminster
So I just finished reading The Archangel of Westminster by Mike Shaughnessy. It is hands down the best book I've ever read. It is about a man who goes to Westminster Cathedral and meets St. Michael who proceeds to tell him all about angels and the fall and Christ and various other things. It takes place around this time and I suggest reading it. It is really short. It only took me a few hours to finish. So give it a shot, even if you're busy. I promise it will be worth your time. (Guys especially)
Peace
Peace
Eucharistic Congress
So I don't know if anyone other than mom and dad actually ever look at this, but there is going to be a Eucharistic Congress this weekend in the Northend... I think, I don't actually know where per-se or when the exact time is, or what that all even means. I simply know my friends will tell me where to be and when and I'll go from there. =p If any of the fun Catholic people (who may or may not ever look at this) are going to be there, feel free to let me know and I'll attempt to track you down and say hi.
Also, I will be doing a reading/the narrator (or so I've been promised) for our Palm Sunday mass at the Fenway Cente,. (though i'm sure you all have your exciting own masses to go to) so wish me luck. (If any readers other than mom and dad actually exist) (I also promise to start writing on this more so it may become worthwile)
Peace
Also, I will be doing a reading/the narrator (or so I've been promised) for our Palm Sunday mass at the Fenway Cente,. (though i'm sure you all have your exciting own masses to go to) so wish me luck. (If any readers other than mom and dad actually exist) (I also promise to start writing on this more so it may become worthwile)
Peace
Sunday, March 29, 2009
To whom much is given...
Luke 12:48
International Standard Version
"But the servant who did things that deserved a beating without knowing it will receive a light beating. Much will be required from everyone to whom much has been given. But even more will be demanded from the one to whom much has been entrusted"
These are words that never really meant anything to me. I certainly never thought I had been given much in life. Coming from a family of 7 kids, I never had as much stuff as the other kids my age. I guess whenever I heard these words, I simply thought I had lucked out. I never thought I was given much and thus not much would be expected of me.
Boy how wrong I was.
My guardian Angel is St. Michael the Archangel. This is pretty ballin' truth be told. How do I know who my guardian angel is when almost no one else does? It's simple really. My mother had 2 miscarriages before I was conceived. The doctors didn't think there was much chance of them having another child. At the time though, my parents only had Mary and Tim and wanted more kids. So, they prayed and prayed to St. Michael, the first among the heavenly host, to come down and be my guardian angel when my mom became pregnant to me. Needless to say, I was born and he has been protecting me ever since.
As a young child I never thought to much into it. I could never see where he was or what he was doing. I still to this day can't generally understand what he does for me. Those few occasions I do, it's pretty special. The biggest time his presence is noticeable is during mass. When I was an alter server, I would often be standing alone during the reciting of the Our Father and thus had no one's hand to hold. At the same time, I could always feel someone holding my hand, generally the left. When I was young I explained this away as an imaginary friend, but when I got older, I came to see the truth. St. Michael would be present there with me praising the lord since in the end, it is his favorite thing to do, give praise.
What does this have to do with Luke 12:48?
Well quite simply, I am not the servant that didn't understand. Nor am I the one to whom much is given, but I am one of the ones to whom much is entrusted... I have been given one of the greatest gifts in God's grace, that of the protection of St. Michael. There is a battle for my soul taking place as there is for all of ours. The Archangel is definitely winning in my case. Of course, the more deeply he helps me, the more I see that is being demanded of me.
I often feel like the weight of the whole world is on my shoulders, though it is not an unbearable load. I have been given ample weapons to handle this. With Michael as my sword and shield I cannot lose. I'll get it all right eventually, and when that day arrives, I can only hope that there will be much rejoicing because of it. But until then, I shall continue to struggle with my own battles, and fighting other peoples battles as well. Because when you are entrusted with the Archangel, your life is never completely your own. Michael himself is given special assignments to help others when even their own guardians strength isn't enough. This is the same that is demanded of myself.
These are battles that I will win.
Prayer to St. Michael
Saint Michael the Archangel, defend us in battle, be our protection against wickedness and the snares of the devil; may God rebuke him, we humbly pray and do thou, O Prince of the heavenly host, by the power of God, thrust into hell Satan and all evil spirits who wander through the world for the ruin of souls.
Amen
International Standard Version
"But the servant who did things that deserved a beating without knowing it will receive a light beating. Much will be required from everyone to whom much has been given. But even more will be demanded from the one to whom much has been entrusted"
These are words that never really meant anything to me. I certainly never thought I had been given much in life. Coming from a family of 7 kids, I never had as much stuff as the other kids my age. I guess whenever I heard these words, I simply thought I had lucked out. I never thought I was given much and thus not much would be expected of me.
Boy how wrong I was.
My guardian Angel is St. Michael the Archangel. This is pretty ballin' truth be told. How do I know who my guardian angel is when almost no one else does? It's simple really. My mother had 2 miscarriages before I was conceived. The doctors didn't think there was much chance of them having another child. At the time though, my parents only had Mary and Tim and wanted more kids. So, they prayed and prayed to St. Michael, the first among the heavenly host, to come down and be my guardian angel when my mom became pregnant to me. Needless to say, I was born and he has been protecting me ever since.
As a young child I never thought to much into it. I could never see where he was or what he was doing. I still to this day can't generally understand what he does for me. Those few occasions I do, it's pretty special. The biggest time his presence is noticeable is during mass. When I was an alter server, I would often be standing alone during the reciting of the Our Father and thus had no one's hand to hold. At the same time, I could always feel someone holding my hand, generally the left. When I was young I explained this away as an imaginary friend, but when I got older, I came to see the truth. St. Michael would be present there with me praising the lord since in the end, it is his favorite thing to do, give praise.
What does this have to do with Luke 12:48?
Well quite simply, I am not the servant that didn't understand. Nor am I the one to whom much is given, but I am one of the ones to whom much is entrusted... I have been given one of the greatest gifts in God's grace, that of the protection of St. Michael. There is a battle for my soul taking place as there is for all of ours. The Archangel is definitely winning in my case. Of course, the more deeply he helps me, the more I see that is being demanded of me.
I often feel like the weight of the whole world is on my shoulders, though it is not an unbearable load. I have been given ample weapons to handle this. With Michael as my sword and shield I cannot lose. I'll get it all right eventually, and when that day arrives, I can only hope that there will be much rejoicing because of it. But until then, I shall continue to struggle with my own battles, and fighting other peoples battles as well. Because when you are entrusted with the Archangel, your life is never completely your own. Michael himself is given special assignments to help others when even their own guardians strength isn't enough. This is the same that is demanded of myself.
These are battles that I will win.
Prayer to St. Michael
Saint Michael the Archangel, defend us in battle, be our protection against wickedness and the snares of the devil; may God rebuke him, we humbly pray and do thou, O Prince of the heavenly host, by the power of God, thrust into hell Satan and all evil spirits who wander through the world for the ruin of souls.
Amen
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
St. Patrick's Day Rosary
So my friend Sam (girl Sam, not boy Sam, cuz theres two friend Sams...) and I sat down after our volleyball game tonight to say the rosary. Unfortunately, neither of us know the mysteries, or even what ones to say on what day. As we were discussing what to do, I realized I had the Little Green Book of Blarney in my pocket. It is an excellent book about all things Irish. In the back, there is a bunch of Irish blessings, so in honor of St. Patrick, we said those instead of the mysteries. It was goofy and a lot of fun because some of them are less serious than others but some are really deep an insightful and they all seemed to be just what I needed to hear. Funny how it works out that way.
CB out.
CB out.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Retreat
So I went on retreat over the weekend. I always find it so amazing how you can come back feeling so refreshed and ready to face the world again. The week after you always have such a powerful spiritual high. I managed to get my friend Abbie to come along to our NUlife meeting on Wednesday which was cool. It's so strange to me to have a group of friends who actually think quite highly of you because no matter how you act they know who you truly are beneath that. It really allows you to be yourself. You know that you won't be judged as harshly for things because the people around you also know about your spiritual life and how strong you are in that regard. Their opinions about you are always tempered by that knowledge and it is a truly wonderful thing.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Jam session
Hopefully this works. I helped my buddy Sam with his final recording project and this was one of our jams. I'm playing drums, Sam's on piano and his friend Thomas from Berklee is playing guitar.
Around the 1:50 mark is Sam's favorite part and I must say it is pretty cool.
Also, Sam believes I have awesome tom fills so he turned up the tom levels so they'd be more pronounced.
Ok, the first time I couldn't get it up, so I made it in a video because that's easier to post.
Around the 1:50 mark is Sam's favorite part and I must say it is pretty cool.
Also, Sam believes I have awesome tom fills so he turned up the tom levels so they'd be more pronounced.
Ok, the first time I couldn't get it up, so I made it in a video because that's easier to post.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Hiking Trip
From left to right: John, Brother Joe, Me, Alicia
Nick and Cassidy
Left to Right: Nick, Cassidy, Kat, John, Allison, Parker
View from about halfway up the Marlboro Trail
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Skadoosh
That was the title of our retreat. It is taken from the movie Kung Fu Panda and thus I do not see the relevance. Oh well.
Anyways, the retreat started on Friday. We all got to the catholic Center for some pizza and soda before we headed out. The retreat was at St. Thecla's retreat house in Billerica, about a mile down the road from Mary's. So because I claimed to know the area, I was the navigator for our mini-van. Parker, the brother in training, was driving. Well, he just came up here this fall and has never driven on the Mass Pike, and hes from Florida and has never seen a toll booth, and he didn't really know where we were going... The fact that we didn't die is proof enough of God's love for me.
Well we got there without any major incidents and moved our stuff in. We all had individual rooms though they were more like cells. We all hung around for a bit, played ping-pong and goofed off. We played an ice breaker game where everyone has a balloon tied to their leg and the last one standing wins. I won because I'm amazing. We then had our first talk. Brother Brandon (from the catholic center) gave a talk about constantly climbing... I probably missed the main point because I always struggle with paying attention to talks and such. We then had a witness by one of the girls. Again, I don't remember much. We then broke up into small groups to discuss what was talked about and such. This is the part I always love because it truly allows you to get to know people on a very deep level in a very short period of time. There was a lot of music thrown in throughout all of this as well. We then had free time to just hang out and get to know each other. This involved lots of ping pong and card games. Eventually everyone called it a night, myself around one, because we knew it would be a long day ahead of us.
More to come later, I'm just lazy right now.
Anyways, the retreat started on Friday. We all got to the catholic Center for some pizza and soda before we headed out. The retreat was at St. Thecla's retreat house in Billerica, about a mile down the road from Mary's. So because I claimed to know the area, I was the navigator for our mini-van. Parker, the brother in training, was driving. Well, he just came up here this fall and has never driven on the Mass Pike, and hes from Florida and has never seen a toll booth, and he didn't really know where we were going... The fact that we didn't die is proof enough of God's love for me.
Well we got there without any major incidents and moved our stuff in. We all had individual rooms though they were more like cells. We all hung around for a bit, played ping-pong and goofed off. We played an ice breaker game where everyone has a balloon tied to their leg and the last one standing wins. I won because I'm amazing. We then had our first talk. Brother Brandon (from the catholic center) gave a talk about constantly climbing... I probably missed the main point because I always struggle with paying attention to talks and such. We then had a witness by one of the girls. Again, I don't remember much. We then broke up into small groups to discuss what was talked about and such. This is the part I always love because it truly allows you to get to know people on a very deep level in a very short period of time. There was a lot of music thrown in throughout all of this as well. We then had free time to just hang out and get to know each other. This involved lots of ping pong and card games. Eventually everyone called it a night, myself around one, because we knew it would be a long day ahead of us.
More to come later, I'm just lazy right now.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Broomball
I just started playing Inter mural Broomball with some of the girls on the floor and some of ther other friends. We had our first game last night. We lost... It was unfortunate, but very fun none the less. Its all in good fun anyways and I didn't mind that much, since I didn't expect our team to do very well anyways. Our goalie, Steph, had never played goalie for anything before. Also, she had never been on ice before... I don't know how thats possible considering she's from Sandwich, but whatever. I think we wound up losing like 6-2, I didn't pay to much attention to the score. I played center the whole time and feel I managed to get the best out of my line. Our line scored one of our goals and we only allowed 2 goals while we were on the ice. Being the top line center is always fun. We definitely have some things we need to work on, but there was some very promising results as well. I managed to win every face off I took, and i realized that it is very easy to gain possesion of the ball and drive to the net as long as your willing to slide about a bit and run right through the other teams defense (which is generally the girls on the other team). All and all it was fun and we went out to eat after.
Our friend Rocky Slaughter (thats his real name) is a photographer and he came and got some great shots so hopefully I can get those up soon.
I can't wait now for next weeks game.
Our friend Rocky Slaughter (thats his real name) is a photographer and he came and got some great shots so hopefully I can get those up soon.
I can't wait now for next weeks game.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Proof that the economy will survive
I have discovered the proof that the economy will make it through this rough stretch.
http://finance.yahoo.com/tech-ticker/article/81526/Goodbye-1-Billion-Salary-Hello-Campbell-Soup
http://finance.yahoo.com/tech-ticker/article/81526/Goodbye-1-Billion-Salary-Hello-Campbell-Soup
Monday, August 4, 2008
Jet Skiing
Spent a good amount of this weekend Jet Skiing. It was totally freakin awesome. I had so much fun doing. The only bad part was when i tried using a stand up jet ski and I managed to slam my face on it... oh well. I then decided to do some tubing, and that proved to be a mistake. As I was sitting in the tube and we were going about 45mph, I was tossed from the tube, flipped backwards, and slammed face first into the water. When I got home I saw that my nose was pink and purple and a little swollen and hurt when I move my head... Broken? Maybe. Worth it? Definitely...
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Keep enjoying summer
What follows is a list of ten things that you don't need to worry about during the summer so try to relax while it lasts...
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/07/29/science/29tier.html?no_interstitial
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/07/29/science/29tier.html?no_interstitial
Monday, July 28, 2008
Worms can do calculus?
I just found this article, apparently round worms do calculus to find food or some crazy shit like that... Its really weird, read it. Apparently even worms can do advanced mathematics better than I can...
http://news.yahoo.com/s/livescience/wormsdocalculustofindfood
Now if you'll excuse me, i think I'm gonna have to kill myself...
http://news.yahoo.com/s/livescience/wormsdocalculustofindfood
Now if you'll excuse me, i think I'm gonna have to kill myself...
CIWWAF
The new Cute Is What We Aim For CD is out and I love it. It really is a band that aims at high school and college aged kids by singing about stuff that happens in most of our social lives. This naturally makes it more difficult for them to become mainstream and for adults to really get into it but if you wanna hear some outrageous and funny sexual innuendos and general commentary on the life of an average high school/college aged kid you should really listen to them. This stuff is all very real and all of their songs feel like they could have been written during a week of school by simply writing down what everyone was talking about.
Great stuff
I'll try to remember I have this and post stuff more often
Great stuff
I'll try to remember I have this and post stuff more often
Thursday, March 20, 2008
College kids know nothing about St. Patrick's Day
Saint Patrick's Day is celebrated on March 17th. The St. Patrick's Day parade in Southie takes place on the sunday around that time, though not necesarily on that date. Well many people, myself included, dressed in green the whole weekend. One problem with that though... I was one of the few dressed in green ON St. Patrick's day. Kids kept giving me strange looks on that monday. They inquired if I knew that it was over already. I would then have to explain their own ignorance to them about how St. Patrick's day is the 17th, but they wouldn't listen. "Why would they hold the parade on sunday if the holiday was monday?" they would ask. I didn't even bother trying to explain at that point. I simply shrugged, walked away, and kept happy with the knowledge that at least I myself know a little bit about my own heritage even if the rest of the world uses it as an excuse to be loud, drunk and annoying for a weekend...
I hate stupid people...
Of course, the worst is, this year, St. Patrick's was moved to the 14th this year by the Roman Catholic Church so it wouldn't fall during Holy Week, but apparently none of us got the memo.
I hate stupid people...
Of course, the worst is, this year, St. Patrick's was moved to the 14th this year by the Roman Catholic Church so it wouldn't fall during Holy Week, but apparently none of us got the memo.
Virgina Trip, Final Day
Well, onm sunday we were going to return home. This was a problem though because daylight savings was that day. Well, me and Nate didn't get our wake up call. We got a call at 9 (the time we were supposed to leave) that we were going to miss the bus(they wouldnt actually leave without us but scare tactics can be effective). Well Nate was freaking out. I had packed the night before though, so I simply tried to calm him down and help him pack.
Needless to say, we made it to the bus, no problems. We then proceeded on our 11 hour bus ride home. We watched Live Free or Die Hard, Rounders, and Knocked Up on the way back. We arrived back in Boston and that was it. Our long journey home completed, I proceeded back to my dorm room quite pleased to know that I will not have to take a bus ride like that again for quite sometime.
Needless to say, we made it to the bus, no problems. We then proceeded on our 11 hour bus ride home. We watched Live Free or Die Hard, Rounders, and Knocked Up on the way back. We arrived back in Boston and that was it. Our long journey home completed, I proceeded back to my dorm room quite pleased to know that I will not have to take a bus ride like that again for quite sometime.
Virgina Trip Day 3
So I've been lazy but here's how the rest of my trip went.
We woke up saturday morning around 11. Most of the pep band (myself included) went out to take a tour of a brewery(not my idea). We first went the wrong way. We then had to cross a giant bridge... it was extremely long, and windy, and I felt quite sure that I would never see again after all the sand that was blown into my eyes.
We made it across the bridge and to the brewery just as it started to rain. We headed downstairs for the tour. It was actually pretty interesting to see how it is made. Very scientific and in truth, I didn't understand half of what was said. They also let us taste the barley that they use to make it with, and suffice to say, it taste disgusting and it is a taste that is hard to get out of your mouth.
We then went back upstairs and had lunch. We also watched as the wind knocked down a near by electrical wire and the Pub briefly lost electricity. We then traversed back across the bridge to return to the hotel. We proceeded to go swimming in the pool for a while then ate dinner. We headed over to the Coliseaum and waited for our game.
We proceeded to lose to George Mason, the eventual winners.
We returned to the hotel and called it a night.
We woke up saturday morning around 11. Most of the pep band (myself included) went out to take a tour of a brewery(not my idea). We first went the wrong way. We then had to cross a giant bridge... it was extremely long, and windy, and I felt quite sure that I would never see again after all the sand that was blown into my eyes.
We made it across the bridge and to the brewery just as it started to rain. We headed downstairs for the tour. It was actually pretty interesting to see how it is made. Very scientific and in truth, I didn't understand half of what was said. They also let us taste the barley that they use to make it with, and suffice to say, it taste disgusting and it is a taste that is hard to get out of your mouth.
We then went back upstairs and had lunch. We also watched as the wind knocked down a near by electrical wire and the Pub briefly lost electricity. We then traversed back across the bridge to return to the hotel. We proceeded to go swimming in the pool for a while then ate dinner. We headed over to the Coliseaum and waited for our game.
We proceeded to lose to George Mason, the eventual winners.
We returned to the hotel and called it a night.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Virgina Trip, Day 2
Friday
Me and Nate woke up around noon and went out with his friend Daniel who is from the area. We got lunch at the Galaxy Diner. Every meal came with a deep fried pickle... It was weird, yet amazing at the same time. My burger had some many different things on it that I didn't actually know what I was drinking and my soda was so huge, that I didn't need a refill. We then proceeded to wander around Cary Street, which is kinda like Newbury Street here in Boston. Me and Nate got a lot of funny looks because we were in shorts and T-shirts because in Virgina, 50 is cold, but to us, it was more than warm enough.
At some point along our travels, Nate lost his phone. They dropped me off back at the hotel and then went to look for it. A little while later, I was informed by the NU Athletics person with us that Nate's phone had been found at the restaurant. I called Daniel to let them know. They get there... wrong place... Nate's brother had taken the message and told us, but it wasn't the Diner, it was a restaurant at the mall we had stopped at on the way back... Nate was not happy with his brother. Nate decided to just go get his phone the next day.
We all then headed over to the Ale House where we were going to have our pregame meal. We were all stuffed in a small room in the basement area. We ate and played darts for a while. Me and Brandon, one of the trumpet players, beat everyone and were crowned champions. (Well, I decided we were champions...) We then headed over to the Richmond coliseum for the game.
We got there early and watched Delaware beat Drexel. We then proceeded to beat James Madison in a game where we dominated most of the game, and while there were a few close points, I felt confident the whole time that we had the game.
We returned to the hotel and proceeded to play card games (hearts and rummy mostly) until we all decided to call it quits and go to bed.
Me and Nate woke up around noon and went out with his friend Daniel who is from the area. We got lunch at the Galaxy Diner. Every meal came with a deep fried pickle... It was weird, yet amazing at the same time. My burger had some many different things on it that I didn't actually know what I was drinking and my soda was so huge, that I didn't need a refill. We then proceeded to wander around Cary Street, which is kinda like Newbury Street here in Boston. Me and Nate got a lot of funny looks because we were in shorts and T-shirts because in Virgina, 50 is cold, but to us, it was more than warm enough.
At some point along our travels, Nate lost his phone. They dropped me off back at the hotel and then went to look for it. A little while later, I was informed by the NU Athletics person with us that Nate's phone had been found at the restaurant. I called Daniel to let them know. They get there... wrong place... Nate's brother had taken the message and told us, but it wasn't the Diner, it was a restaurant at the mall we had stopped at on the way back... Nate was not happy with his brother. Nate decided to just go get his phone the next day.
We all then headed over to the Ale House where we were going to have our pregame meal. We were all stuffed in a small room in the basement area. We ate and played darts for a while. Me and Brandon, one of the trumpet players, beat everyone and were crowned champions. (Well, I decided we were champions...) We then headed over to the Richmond coliseum for the game.
We got there early and watched Delaware beat Drexel. We then proceeded to beat James Madison in a game where we dominated most of the game, and while there were a few close points, I felt confident the whole time that we had the game.
We returned to the hotel and proceeded to play card games (hearts and rummy mostly) until we all decided to call it quits and go to bed.
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