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#100

Last post was kinda down, so for the hundredth, since I'm home and dry for a moment, we'll lighten up some.

Old Hundredth is also known as the Doxology in the Episcopal Hymnal. It's a song of praise with a lovely melody written in 1551 which has been used for other hymns as well. We used to sing it when the ushers would bring the collection plates up to the altar.

Here's a cool shed called the MD100 that you can build.


Tito Puente named his one hundredth album El #100. Not sure you could come up with a better name.

There's Apollo 100 and Haircut 100. And Sharon Jones and the Dap-Kings' "100 Days, 100 Nights" too, not to forget "Somebody's Been Sleeping in My Bed" by 100 Proof (Aged in Soul).

Thanks for reading the blog. Sorry I got so morose on the last entry, but I hope some of this makes up for it.

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:-D Shea said…
100
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FExqG6LdWHU
morose isn't all bad you know....I always enjoy reading this....
Cynthia said…
Hey, Peter, just ran across this blog. It's been a long time since we've talked -- despite your job situation I hope life is treating you well, as it is me. (Kid pics at cynthiadean.blogspot.com ) All the best!
Your life isn't complete till you've heard Van Quinn doing the doxology at Chapel of the Cross, followed by a loud kick-ass Bach toccata and fugue, any one will do, for the postlude.
Anonymous said…
Doxolgy...as soon as I saw it on the page, I remembered it word for word..even though I haven't seen the inside of a church in years. And as a good former Episcopal acolyte, this may be an uncharacteristic comment, but I'm sure the late Rev. Jake Viverette will give me a pass this one time:

Peter...write the goddamn book. It's time.
Anonymous said…
Been nearly a month since your last post ... I've enjoyed reading them. Hope you decide to post again soon.
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