Author: John Schultz

Just took my final for my 2nd accounting class, completing 6 credit hours of amortized ecstasy that began in Jan 2002. That and the fact my job has been taking alot of extra time have kept me from blogging much. Now I’m back. After I take my wife on a picnic this weekend maybe I’ll even have a new tidbit.

Have you ever thought about writing a priest an affirmation letter? I have lately because I feel our good priests are under a tremendous strain based on Current Events. I came up with the idea that the best affirmation letter was anonymous – there’s no strings attached in terms of trying to get the priest to think, “Wow, that Jack Jackson is such a nice fella! And he likes my homilies!” And considering the contents of most anonymous letters, it’s a double surprise: no author, but also no content about parking problems, homily length or the lack of flavored coffee at church socials.
If you decide to do one, talk about Jesus and His grace at work in that priest. Tell him that you will pray for him. Thank him for his service and example.
Everyone needs a pick me up, and a letter can be a combination of a prayer and a remembrance of the greatest of God.

Adventures of a choir director
I had an usher come up to me right after the first hymn: “There’s a horn going off in the parking lot. See if you can make an announcement”
He handed me a note that read, “ZES 9652 merk blue-green sfatruigm” He walked away while I thought, “What the heck is a blue-green sfatruigm?”
He came back during the Gloria and said, “Ixnay on the nouncementay”

I think some of our friends in blogland are wondering if Nihil Obstat is a sour-puss. A blog created to point out typos and grammatical errors on Catholic blogs certainly sounds sour. Add that to the fact that “Nihil” is anonymously published and there’s plenty of room for conjecture.
Here’s a possible profile for Mr/Ms/Mrs/Dr Obstat, created by drawing on my recollection of several X-Files episodes.
N. Obstat is middle-aged with a small paunch developing around the mid-section because of time spent reading this book.
N. Obstat has a very old cat likes to curl up in inconvenient places like the kitchen counter, the bathroom sink and N. Obstat’s mousepad.
N. Obstat’s medicine cabinet contains 7 different kinds of analgesics.
In spite of post-graduate degrees at prestigious New England universities, N. Obstat pronounces the word “idea” as “idear” and the word “pudding” as “puddin”
N. Obstat rejected an invitation to join “Mensa” because the group is too hebetudinous.
N. Obstate raises his/her pinky when drinking a beverage.
N. Obstat does not listen to music because it would be too relaxing and enjoyable.
N. Obstat has been known to kick small dogs with his/her sensible shoes when no one is looking.
N. Obstat once slapped a student who defined irony as “a place where it’s real hot and men make fences that are real costly”
N. Obstat decided to make the blog because it would be too complicated to keep up on the theological aspects of Catholic blogs with one called “Imprimatur”
That’s all for now. Except – I’ll be happy to withdraw this information once the cloak of anonymity is removed.

That has the time to check spelling, grammer and point out any literery phoibles in St. Blogs.
How bad a problm could we have here? So we’re tpying at all hours, not enough coofee, not enough sleep. Babies crying even after we laid them down.
Well, I’m glad someone is keeping up with all the misspellings and sintax errors.