crucifixins!
Today is the day we remember the day our Lord Jesus Christ died a terrible death. I personally remembered it by sleeping ’til 1 p.m. And I didn’t even do anything naughty on Bad Thursday night! It’s for the best. Some friends of mine, aging hipsters all, spent a truncated and despondent evening at Mod Night, surrounded by underclothed, eighteen-year-old, Fabu-Tanned flesh.
As evidenced by my behaviour, I’m still not much for church services these days. Especially not for Good Friday services, which are typically too bizarre for my taste. (I mean, bizarre is usually my cut of tea, as they say, but in this case it’s not the good kind of bizarre.) I will go to the service on Sunday like any good tourist, of course, then gorge myself on candy and roast leg of lamb of God.*
My mood has been greatly ameliorated, however, by the emergence of spring in our northern clime. There’s always this day in spring when you get up in the morning and leave the house and are all, “Woah, where did all these people come from?!” Everyone’s outside these days, even me. It’s nice.
What else is new? The new Geez is out. If you check the letters section there’s a little quotation from this very blog! Used with permission, don’t worry.
In other thrilling events, Tony Jones commented on my blog. Tony, the next time I’m in the Twin Cities I will not buy you coffee — I will buy you beer, and perhaps make a donation to the Tony Jones Beer Fund.
*One of two tasteless jokes in this entry. Can you find the other?!
April 16th, 2006 at 6:32 pm
And I didn’t even do anything naughty on Bad Thursday night!
Is that it?