I really only have one “resolution” this year.

See that number up in the title? Not too large, not too small. It also has significance for those of us who enjoy British humor (excuse me, “humour”) and science fiction, and if you do enjoy British humor and science fiction you will know that significance.

It’s also the number of pounds I want to lose this year. Less than a pound a week. It isn’t my final weight loss goal, to be sure, but it is certainly accessible. Also, the lifestyle changes for weight loss along these lines are more likely to stick than more radical changes for greater weight loss. Finally, since it is not that high of a number, I could conceivably pass it as well.

Tomorrow I shall find a scale. (Whether or not I divulge the current number remains to be seen.) In one year’s time, I shall subtract 42 from that number and see if I made it.

Wish me luck!


On this day in 1898, the “Old Boys” of the New England Conservatory of Music, under the guidance of Conservatory Bursar Ossian E. Mills, had a meeting with the “New Boys.” Their goal – create a group that would help the men adjust to Conservatory life. (At that point at NEC, men were outnumbered by women 16-to-1.) From that meeting sprang the Sinfonia Club, which developed into the Sinfonia Fraternity of America and eventually Phi Mu Alpha Sinfonia Fraternity of America, Inc.

For 113 years now, the fraternal clasp has inspired manly musicians and musicianly men to hold to the ideals of sacrifice, secret zeal, and truth. I was initiated into the Theta Pi chapter (Morehead State University) of Phi Mu Alpha on April 20, 1991. I have made many stupid decisions in my life, but two that were incredibly smart and right: I asked my beloved Jawa Girl to marry me, and I pledged Phi Mu Alpha. The friendships and bonds that have been forged in Sinfonia are the strongest in my life.

Come brothers, hail!


Fifty-six years ago, September 4 also fell on a Sunday morning. On that particular Sunday morning, Linda Williams and Johnnie Flinn were at Fayetteville Church of Christ in Fayetteville, Indiana. Linda’s uncle, H. Robert Williams, was preaching that morning.

However, the service wasn’t the only reason they were there.

Before the service, they stood up in the front of the church with two witnesses, and Uncle Bob performed the ceremony.

Happy 56th anniversary.