The Good God just keeps on giving

Dear Fellow,

For future reference

$$ \begin{array}{rl}
\mathrm{VI} &\mbox{Intercessors}\\
\mathrm{VII} &\mbox{The moon one night past full}\\
\mathrm{VIII} & \mbox{Sanctifying frustrations}\\
\mathrm{IX} & \mbox{An internet's worth of }\href{http://csparks.com/Bookbinding/index.xhtml}{\mbox{crafty }} \href{http://danielmitsui.com/}{\mbox{artists}}\\
\mathrm{X} &\mbox{Glue}
\end{array}
$$

That's all for now.

one who would exhort you to rejoicing

Someone asked, and I say...

It's quite short, this time around. The question seemed so sad, I had to give the whole thing a sing-song feel, from LOL-Cat silliness to many amphibrachs, just to keep myself cheerful. I think I'll call it "Fluffball".

Fluffball

Our poor little fluffball, she's limping! You see,
The silly cat pounced on a candle (what lark!)
Which we had set out against vesperal dark
And now she's got wax on her paws. (goodness me!)

How not to bake croissants

Dear Self,

That need for speed? Yeah... it doesn't get you anywhere.

Cheers!
silly cook

From FDR to "W" et alii

Dear Loathed Successors in Office,

It seems that you have taken my first inaugural in entirely the wrong sense. And so you tread fearless before the Lord, you walk in dusty shoes over holy ground; making yourselves fools. For the fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom. Instead of the Lord, you would have us fear the market, the collapse of the market, the Islam of swords, appearing to fear any Islam, our children in their very numbers, our parents in their aging, airplanes, bottles of water and shoes on airplanes, talcum powder, coughs and sneezes.

The only thing we have to fear is Fear itself. The fear of the Lord is holy; O America, O Christians, let the Lord be your Fear and your Love, and you need fear nothing in this world.

From a wheelchair

Liber Generationis Jesu Christi

Epistula nullibus a nullibus...

From centuries past our Holy Mother Church has prescribed for Masses of this Feast of our Holy Mother Mary the Gospel text Mt.1:1-16, which runs between

The book of the generation of Jesus Christ, the Son of David, the Son of Abraham.
...
and Jacob begot Joseph the husband of Mary, of whom was born Jesus: who is called Christ.

It might seem a bit ... odd... that this Marian feast is honoured with Joseph's genealogy.

The fact is, however, that all the attention paid Joseph adds up to a rather backhanded compliment if that were the whole tale. Joseph is remembered in this account and Luke's Gospel precisely because of his relationship to Mary, Maria mediatrix gratiarum, Maria radix et porta, Maria mater Dei. Joseph, patron saint of the Universal Church, unborn children, fathers, immigrants, workers, against doubt and hesitation, and of a happy death, &c.; it is through Mary that Joseph first came to know Christ.

Something to think about.

Alter nullus

Unbearable Beauty

Dear Ms. Argerich,

We wuv you! Can you play at our respective wedding receptions? I don't think either of us can pay you much, but you'll be welcome to stay for dinner!

some guy, and a friend

The Inquistors' Campfire Song

There's a hole in your favourite heresy!
There's a hole in your favourite heresy!
There's a hole, there's a hole, there's an epistemic hole
There's a hole in your favourite heresy!

There's a kludge to fill the hole... (x2)
There's a kludge, there's a kludge, there's a loud rhetoric kludge
To fill the hole in your favourite heresy!

There's a madness to the kludge... (x2)
... a most inhuman madness,
about the hole in your favourite heresy!

There's a Mob that live the madness... (x2)
... a loud and angry mob
fell in the hole in your favourite heresy!

There's a WAR against the Mob...
... a cruel and unjust war
and all because of your favourite heresy!