BETTE DAVIS SAYS, “GIT OFF MAH PROPERTY!” Hey guys. I’m swamped in work here, but I need to tell you all about various things involving Amy Welborn, who bestrides the Catholic blog world like a Colossus. So please go away, and read her instead.

First, she has a really powerful meditation here, on one unexpected effect of her husband’s recent, unexpected death.

Second, she has moved blogquarters, and will be doing most of her posting at BeliefNet, here. She’ll be posting more often; right now she’s asking what you heard and saw in church on Ash Wednesday and on the first Sunday of Lent.

Amy is a lovely writer and a deeply sensible person. You’ll want to check in with her often.

For my part, once I dig myself out of work–probably Sundayish?–I should have posts on: Aerosmith, Rene Girard, ye olde Commonweal piece, and CanLit; shame and vocation (and Top Chef); more gay-marriage compromises, but this post is actually about adelphopoesis; and how God is like a killer mutant cat.