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... I will be MIA for a few days. Various forces are converging on our nation's capitol and duty calls. By "duty" I of course mean lots of Catholic nerdy stuff, good food, and fine drink. In the meantime, please accept this picture of a very molto bello Swiss guardsman as an offering in reparation for my absence. Now let us quietly sigh and thank the Lord for His most wonderful creation... man. Handsome, dark eyed, chisel jawed, Catholic man. Image source. Hey... I'm not … [Read more...]
... the tender fruit of my womb asked me this little nugget after we were done giggling over Herschel's comment that the resurrection of the dead turned out to be walkers. We had a nice long laugh about flying and vanishing relics and glorified bodies wandering about asking if anybody's seen their finger... or head. … [Read more...]
... I hate Lent. But then again I suppose that's the point. Starting the penitential season in full swing found me hunched over a flat tire in the pouring rain yesterday morning. No one stopped to help. Just as I was cursing all of humanity as heartless bastards a kindly man stopped to help change the tire. I immediately was humbled and felt like a big fat jerk. Nicely played, God. Every year I promise to give up swearing for Lent, then I have mornings like today where I am half way … [Read more...]
... No? Then shut the hell up with your roses and chocolates and crap. Source: Catholic Memes Now go mortify or starve yourself or something. It's Lent. Or embrace your inner slav and celebrate the feasts of Sts. Cyril and Methodius by drinking lots of vodka. Other junk I've written about St. Valentine's day... Junk about skulls and martyrs. Junk about women leaving men the hell alone today. Junk about those stupid classroom Valentine's kids are forced to bring and share. … [Read more...]
... Do you have a dog? Do you let your canine companion shit in other peoples' yards? Then I hate you with the fires of a thousands blazing suns. I don't care if you pick up their poop with a baggy or not. Just stop it! It's gross and incredibly rude. You can never clean it up sufficiently enough to where it won't still get wedged into the cracks in the soles of my shoe. It leaves just enough fecal residue behind that you don't notice it right away till you've ground into the floor … [Read more...]
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... So I was sitting around the dinner table talking Catholic shop with The Boy when I mentioned Castel Gandolfo. To which he replied in a thunderous voice... "You shall not pass-o!" … [Read more...]
... What? The pope is resigning?! Aside from feeling like a kid whose dad just walked out on them... no, that's it. That pretty much accurately sums up my initial reaction. A feeling of shock followed by a tremendous sense of loss and abandonment. Then when I tried explaining the news to my son he just said "I thought you couldn't quit being a Pope. Aren't things like that, those promises you make, supposed to be forever?" Ah, yes. Vows. So over dinner we talked about retiring, we talked … [Read more...]
... I've taken up the classically feminine and domestic hobby of needle point. … [Read more...]
... The internet is simply a buzz with talk of modesty, Beyonce, Mahony oh my. This post has absolutely nothing to do with either. You're welcome. *** I don't care for football, the bastard sissy cousin of rugby, so when the super bowl comes around each year I'm desperate to watch anything on TV unrelated to the game. Enter the Walking Dead marathon. Some friends of mine are nuts over this show and claim it's absolutely terrifying. Naturally, given my pathological fear of dead things … [Read more...]
... Having seen Les Misérables no less than three times I am now ready to write a little something about the movie. Not a review, more like personal reflections, since the movie is a personal experience. First experiencing Les Miserables on Broadway as a little girl poor Éponine broke my heart and Javert terrified me. In the raging teenage years of my youth I felt every pang of unrequited love Éponine had for Marius. I disliked Cosette out of jealousy. The adult Cosette, even now, leaves me … [Read more...]
... I watched the Super Bowl up to a point. Probably the worst point; the half time show. Remember when this type of behavior was strictly reserved for seedy bars with blacked out windows? Street walker is high fashion now, don't you know. Isn't she a mother? And food porn. Really? I've seen people doing this in restaurants, taking photos of their food to share on social media. Apparently this phenomenon has become a real problem and dining establishments want to ban the practice. … [Read more...]
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