There Are No Gay Powers!

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Quote of the Day

"You're a good person and whatever it is that makes you be that way, be it religion, Madonna's entire repertoire, and/or a fantastic bf, it's ok with me so long as you don't force it on me, which you don't." - My friend Dan after having been thanked for not being an ass about my faith.

Quotation for Christ the King

"Just a friendly reminder to my American brethren and sistren: your altar this morning should be arrayed as to suit a king not a farmer. Save the cornucopia and faux vegetables for Thursday." - Fr. Oscar Late

What Catholics Don't Believe

The Vatican Rag

Perhaps those being called to Rome can get some tips from this video.



Genuflect, genuflect, genuflect.  But not to one another.

"You Ain't Got No Pancake Mix!"

"You Ain't Got No Pancake Mix!" from The Daily Dish:

Finally, a way to respond to holy rollers, tea-partiers, Larouchies, Code Pink, Mormon missionaries, Farrakhanites, HRC fundraisers, at al:

Mormon - Latter Day Saint - Religion and Spirituality - Christianity - Denominations

the road not taken

The Chalkboard Manifesto

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Brad's Umbrella

Sort of like a camoflouge parasol.





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What Holy Week is NOT All About

I had to repost this. I laughed too hard not to. h/t Fr. Scott.

No Ties

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Stabbed By Chicken

So, Mother Laura Toepfer turned me on to The Bloggess. I have to recommend, as does Mo. Laura, the entry "WTF, me?" Here's a preview:

I can barely even type this because my hand is all swollen but I was just putting Barnaby Jones to bed when he suddenly did this flip which almost broke my flipping-off finger and then he ran in between my legs and I fell so hard that I couldn’t even move and the dog was jumping on my head and I yelled for Victor and I was laying on my stomach and he was all...

I assure you, it's absolutely hysterical, as in made my sides hurt with laughter the first time I read it...and there have been updates since then that just add to it!

Read it all.

poco ritardando

The Chalkboard Manifesto



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Academy Award Winning Movie Trailer

h/t to Fr. Scott

W 4th St. Graffiti

Snapped these yesterday when I had to go down to the Village. Thought I'd share.

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Why I Text

Sometime last night my best friend Cary Lee sent me an e-mail with a link to this comic. Give it a click and see why I like texting over talking on the phone (for the most part). Some exceptions for some people, but I dread talking to some people on the phone, and some people just shouldn't use the phone.

10 Reasons to Avoid Talking on the Phone

Quotation of the Day

Dear Wisconsin Man,

Dinner Church comes from God.  If you don't have that, you can't have this.

I AM

In light of this Sunday's Old Testament reading (which I did in lectio yesterday morning), I thought that posting this is highly appropriate.

A Little Humor

A Psalm for Cathy

O come let us sing unto the Lord;
let us heartily rejoice in the call to ordained vocation
Let us come before his presence with our sister Cathy;
and show ourselves glad in her with psalms
For Cathy is a great scholar;
and, although her name is not Hermione Granger, Cathy is the smartest witch of her age;
Cathy has served the Church in many and diverse ways,
being Senior Warden not the least of her tasks
Through thick and thin Cathy has been a rock,
and wielder of the Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch!
Yea, verily, we say unto you "We're not dead yet!"
Very much because of Cathy's love of God and SPOTH.
However when God (also known as God's agent, Father Mark) called to her:
"Cathy, resistance is futile!"
She set aside the plugged-up plumbing. The leaky roof. The bat nests. The filling of the
candle trees. The waving about of smoke *cough cough*. And cried out, "Not on your life!"
After much inward dialogue and groaning and gnashing of teeth,
Cathy fell to her knees on the tasteful Persian carpet gracing the sanctuary and said, "Okay. Maybe."
Now with airplane ticket in hand, books packed--well, p'rhap at least sorted,
She is ready to get into Dodge.
There in New York, she will find Father Chers by the incense boatload,
Outfitted by Grace Vestments, Almy, and the *bow* venerable Wippel!
Not to be out-done, SPOTH will grandly vest her, in the sacred and tasteful gold lamé array,
When she returns home to be priested.
And so dear Cathy, we send you forth to sign the ancient ledger of membership into The
General Theological Seminary *sanctus bells*. May your name never be expunged for heresy!
Take with you our love and prayers;
And be the priest God intends you to be
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son,
and to the Holy Ghost
As it was in the beginning, is now and ever shall be,
World without end. Amen. Tra-lala-la.