Alleluia! Today is Easter Friday, the Sixth Day in the Octave of Easter. It is the First Friday of the month, dedicated to devotions to the Sacred Heart of Jesus. We have no Saints to honor this date (wait till tomorrow). On this first day of April we celebrate April Fool’s Day.
The First Friday of each month is dedicated to devotions to the Sacred Heart of Jesus. Turning to secular matters, April Fool’s Day is marked by the commission of hoaxes and other practical jokes of varying sophistication on friends, family members, enemies, and neighbors, or sending them on a fool’s errand, the aim of which is to embarrass the gullible. The earliest recorded association between April 1 and foolishness can be found in Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales (1392). Many writers suggest that the restoration of January 1 as New Year’s Day the 16th century was responsible for the creation of the holiday, but this theory does not explain earlier references. Prank news stories have become so common on this date that when real news does happen, it is often not believed, such as when NASCAR driver Alan Kulwicki (who had won the NASCAR Winston Cup Championship in 1992) was killed on April 1, 1993 when the plane he was flying in crashed while he was flying with executives from Hooters of America. (On April 1, 2016, Texas announced that it would begin issuing its own currency (with Willie Nelson on the $10.00 bill), Hot Topic announced a line of apparel inspired by The Golden Girls, The Amherst Police Department introduced “Dusty”, their new Narcotics Detection Rabbit, Planet Fitness introduced Tandem Stationary Bikes, a merger was proposed between Florida State University and the University of Florida, and Lexus announced Velcro Seats.)
Last night our New Orleans Pelicans won their Pro Basketball game with the Denver Nuggets by the score of 101 to 95; our Pelicans will next play an away game with the Brooklyn Nets on Sunday afternoon.
When I woke up today I cleared out my phone call lists and voice mails on my phone, posted to Facebook that today was April Fool’s Day, did my Book Devotional Reading, put on my Icy Hot® Tens Relief for my hip / back, flipped to the new month in my three wall calendars, and put my spare Galaxy Note 4 battery into my phone. On our way to work I did my Internet Devotional Reading and said the Eighth Day of my Divine Mercy Novena and the Seventh Day of my Annunciation Novena, cleared the browsing data from my Wikipedia, Play Store, and Facebook accounts, deleted my Google Search History, and did Screenshots of all of my launcher Home screens on my phone. When we clocked in Richard closed down the Three Card Blackjack table, then was the Relief Dealer for a couple of Blackjack tables; he then changed Blackjack cards until he became the Shoe Blackjack dealer in our High Stakes pit (which meant he didn’t do much besides watch ESPN on the TV). I was on Mini Baccarat all day, and on one of my breaks I got a work order so that I can exchange my uniforms later this month.
After work we went to the Pharmacy, and Richard picked up a prescription; on our way home we stopped at Wal-Mart so that he could get Breakfast Bars for me. Once home I read the morning paper and ate my lunch salad; I then took a nap. Richard joined me in my nap at about 3:30 pm; I got up and watched Jeopardy! at 4:30 pm, then came to the computer to do my Daily Update. I did not do any First Friday devotions today. Our #15 ranked LSU Tigers will be playing the first game of a three-game Baseball series at Auburn tonight, and I will record the score of the game in tomorrow’s Daily Update.
Tomorrow is Easter Saturday (Alleluia!), and the Seventh Day in the Octave of Easter. It is the First Saturday of the month, dedicated to devotions to the Immaculate Heart of Mary, and it is also the Optional Memorial of Saint Francis of Paola, Hermit (died 1507). In personal news, my Verizon Wireless contract expires tomorrow (time for an upgrade?), and tomorrow is the anniversary of when I met my friend Nedra in Tennessee again, after having lost track of her in the late 1970s’ (2002). Also, since we had thunder on February 2nd, tomorrow should be cooler than normal. We will work our eight hours at the casino; in the afternoon I will go to the Adoration Chapel to do my Weekly Hour of Eucharistic Adoration, followed by lunch, followed by 4:00 pm Mass, followed by the production of yet another Daily Update. Our #15 ranked LSU Tigers will be playing the second game of a three-game Baseball series at Auburn tomorrow afternoon.
Our Easter Friday (Alleluia!) Afternoon Parting Quote comes to us from Jamaa Fanaka, African-American filmmaker. Born as Walter Gordon in 1942 in Jackson, Mississippi, he served in the United States Air Force. After his service, he attended a community college film program which led him to be accepted in 1971 into the film school at UCLA. His first film, A Day in the Life of Willie Faust, or Death on the Installment Plan (1972), was a morality tale shot in 8mm film about a heroin addict. The film starred himself (credited as Walt Gordon) in the title role, and was the only narrative short he ever made. He changed his name to Jamaa Fanaka, and in 1975 directed Welcome Home, Brother Charles about the ravages and dire consequences of racism. Emma Mae (1976) was about a young woman who arrives in Los Angeles from Mississippi to live with her mother’s sister and her family after her mother dies, and survives the culture shock that accompanies the move. He was a member of the L.A. Rebellion, a group of African American U.C.L.A. film school graduates who came of age in the late 1970s in the era of the so-called Blaxploitation era. The group’s defining aesthetic was to move beyond the pimp stereotypes and funk soundtracks in film portrayals of African Americans. Penitentiary (1979), in which he also played a minor role, was the story of a young man wrongly sent to prison, who, through his boxing talents, is able to win his freedom. He directed two sequels to the film, Penitentiary II (1982) and Penitentiary III (1987). His last movie was Street Wars (1992). He was one of the few African American members of the Directors Guild of America but found the organization to be insular like the rest of the film industry (died 2012): “I exposed the Achilles’ hell of Hollywood.”