Feb. 16th, 2003

Notes.

Feb. 16th, 2003 06:58 am
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For those wondering about my porch, everything's fine. The patio is a mess with mud, though.

The rain stopped the other day, just in time for me to get a bunch of packages, including the entire series of Cowboy Bebop from Amazon, three official bootlegs and a signed vinyl record from Stew, and my only valentine of the season, from [livejournal.com profile] shadesong.

I'll write more about these things, but now it's time for me to leave the office after thumb-twiddling for about eight hours.

SunNYTX: 23. El-em-en-tary, for the right person. I am obviously not of the right age group to appreciate the crossing of 23A & 4D.
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As a footnote to an earlier discussion, the St. Cyril who is the patron saint of the parish where I just attended Mass lived a century before the St. Cyril that [livejournal.com profile] aussie_nyc referred to, who lived about four hundred years before the St. Cyril I was talking about.

I hope that clears everything up.

There was a good lector at Mass. He had a slightly whimsical tone in a rather unusually redundant first reading:
"The one who bears the sore of leprosy
shall . . . cry out, 'Unclean, unclean!'
As long as the sore is on him he shall declare himself unclean,
since he is in fact unclean."
I almost thought a Python would appear to say "Clean is right out!"

Unfortunately, the priest tends to get a little rambly in his homily. Let me see if I can reconstruct an excerpt, which some how sprang from the theme of a Christan attitude toward outcasts:
We can't all be like Mother Teresa and pick people out of the gutter. Actually, I tried picking someone out of the gutter, once. Because he was having an epileptic fit. And he cussed me out. So, personally, I haven't had too much luck with that. Although, once, I picked up a drunk of of my balcony when I was in an apartment in West Hollywood and walked him down the stairs because he couldn't get up. That probably wasn't a very Christian thing to do. But I couldn't just let him lie there. My house keeper would have tripped over him.
And so on.

Anyway, I'd better get some food in me before I get a headache.

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