I was looking for the Latin prayer said by a priest in the service of creating Holy water.
The first result is… Well, it’s not what I was expecting, but appropriate to my search. Heh.
*It’s new-ish! And, you know, debatably improved, depending on what you thought of the first one.
Whatever, guys, what I’m saying is: It’s totally a game now! A total game! You can download it today, and play with all your friends. Or your enemies. Or your cats. I don’t know. Live your own life, people.
A WTNV game? Yes please! (Link is still good, BTW.)
This is awesome.
So I’m working on The Weird Anglican Thing, which means I needed to find out whether the Anglican church believes in/has a rite of exorcism.
They do. However, there’s a team that examines each potential exorcisee, which includes a physician and a psychiatrist. All possible avenues are explored before an exorcism occurs, and most of the time what ends up happening is a blessing instead.
One of the founding tenets of the Anglican communion is, essentially, “God gave us brains and reason for a, well, reason. Not using them in regard to our beliefs is rude at the very least and may well be a sin, so, y’know. Let’s think about stuff.”
Sure, the Anglican communion isn’t perfect—we’re all flawed and falliable humans, after all—but hey. Spending years arguing over stuff in meetings is waaaaay better than creating a bureaucracy of sins held together with more sins.
PLAYGROUNDS/PLAY AREAS. I’m not even a parent and I can see the need for them. Seriously, in a place where little kids are coming off of being stuck in a car/plane, there’s nothing to climb on except the gate seating and no where to run around and shriek except up and down the concourse?
Trust me, no one thinks kids are cute when they’re doing that. The least airports could do is put in some kind of play area.
Edited for vitriol and accuracy. Also words.
my dashboard is 90% depressive posts but it should be 100% baby squid posts let get this squid party moving along
everyone needs more baby squids on their dash!
here’s more baby squids!! and some baby octopuses because they’re cute too!
Everyone deserves some cute!
Everyone, please take a break and enjoy some baby cephalopods.
Happy Alaska Day!
Photograph of View toward Worthington Glacier, 08/1974
Original caption: View west parallel to pipeline alignment toward Worthington Glacier which descends from 6,000-foot-high peaks almost to the Richardson Highway. The pipeline will be pushed through dense forest like that seen here prior to crossing the Richardson Highway and Tsina river for the second time in seven miles. Mile 749, near the Alaska pipeline route.
Photograph from the series DOCUMERICA: The Environmental Protection Agency’s Program to Photographically Document Subjects of Environmental Concern, 1972 - 1977
On October 18, 1867, the United States officially took possession of the territory of Alaska, having agreed to purchase it from Russia for 7.2 Million Dollars. Alaska would become the 49th state on January 3, 1959.
…it’s just me. Hi. *Wavewave* Still not dead! Just reeeeeally busy, with spotty internet access. That’s not important! What’s important is that I have an announcement:
Michelle has a new book out! If Wishes Were Coffee, published by Less Than Three Press. It’s not a direct sequel to Enchanted Grounds, but there is a family relation. Set in the town of Playa Escondida, it’s the story of two guys who really need to get their acts together and the coffee-shop patron that gives them the kick in the pants that just might do it.
Michelle’s also going on a blog tour, the details of which can be found on her post here. Go! Comment there for a chance to win a copy of your own! Reeeeeead it! (It’s Michelle. You know it’s going to be good.)
And the first thing on the page is a Cecil/Carlos shirt! All the details are on the page, including the prize(s) and the specific requirements.
It’s things like this that make me wish I could draw. All I can do is come up with things like “Franchia: Arches and ruins? Definitely! Monsters? Maybe…”
The ever-helpful Mr Cute, taking it upon himself to hold me down and give me a bath.
Getting comments–especially positive, ‘I want more!’ kinds of comments–make me all giddy and flaily. Dennis of Michigan, you totally made my weekend with the comment you left, and I’m sorry I didn’t see it sooner.
In other news, I’m still alive! I’ve just been head-down in approximately 40K words of pretty much pure sex, none of which may actually make it into a story. On the one hand, it’s original fiction and I’m writing again! On the other… I’d really love to finish something rather than write bits and bobs of related stories.
…And in writing up my “so how’s the market for [description of what I’ve been writing]” question, I just realized precisely how odd this universe is. I really need to sit down and figure out how the world works before I try cleaning it up (formatting/editorially speaking, heh) and submitting it anywhere.