This is firmly in my bullseye: esoteric liturgical nomenclature and a solid pun.
If only the thurifer was a member of a mendicant religious order. (Because if there’s smoke, there’s friar.)
This is firmly in my bullseye: esoteric liturgical nomenclature and a solid pun.
If only the thurifer was a member of a mendicant religious order. (Because if there’s smoke, there’s friar.)
Finished reading: Between Heaven and Mirth by James Martin π
This website is a hoot.
In which I explore Winnie-the-Pooh fan fic, judgy looking saints, the Grammys, and make a song recommendation.
Trolley Problem Variations For Dads
Dear McSweeney’s,
You’ve done it again. Thank you.
Youβre on a trolley speeding towards a railway switch. Your father must decide whether to let the train hit the people on the track or switch to the alternate track with only one person on it. He responds, βGo ask your mother.β
If you make a carving of me, please use this pose. Thank you.
Life is…
πΆ We gonna rock down to salami avenue πΆ
I will never stop giggling about the “Immaculate Confection.”
Starting a new project with my spouse. We have a puzzling relationship. π§©
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