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Today we celebrate a feast day in honor of Saint Hugh of Lincoln. He's the patron saint of swans. Yesterday I got the Canonically Appointed Robo-Call from the drug store telling me my med prescripto was ready, so I drove up and picked it up. They stuck about 32 coupons into the bag with it, all for stuff I'll never use. So the paper recycle bin received a contribution. Nothing much else happened. And so today our choir sings to help us try to experience the canonically appointed hallucinations about our doctrinarily mandated three-headed sky-zombie. I've never been able to experience these hallucinations no matter how hard I try. But our fine and worthy clergy people insist I must keep trying. Happy Hallucinating! OrneryPest |
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