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This is not goodbye... Three years is, I think, a pretty good run for posting regular nonsense and Gedlust and pictures of Dhani Harrison. You'll notice the absurdity is few and far between now. Much has changed on this side of the keyboard - a new job, a baby who isn't quite a baby anymore, and general ennui. The continuous piling on my plate has caused a number of side projects to fall to the wayside, namely the lively blog. I've been stuck on page one of Collared for quite some time, and it seems every time I pick up the pen Little G has something new to say or show. Every time I sit here to blog, I realize I have a speech to write for an upcoming book festival. Too many hands on my time, as the Professor once wrote. This is not goodbye, but merely a long vacation. I'll still post links to new parishioners, when I remember to add them (LOL). I do have a relaunch of the homepage, which is due at the end of the month, so you know there will be some merry-making to be had then. Otherwise, I need to take a nap. I haven't slept since October 22, 2004, and I imagine the next seventeen, or seventy, years won't be a restful. Oh, and buy my books. 2005/09/08
Everybody in the car, now! Welcome to the parish: 153 Academically Crazed The American Princess Catholics in Action A Catholic Life Committed to an Institute Crispin's Study Danielle Bean Discerning the Call Domestic Excellence Et In Arcadia Ego Give Tongue (not as dirty as it sounds) Hyfrydol Introibo It's All Happening... Jesuvera Liberty, Order, and Tradition Lost in the Blogosphere Mary, Mother of the Church Midnight Radio Pope Family Traditional Catholic Blog Quid Hoc Est? Ramblings of a GOP Soccer Mom Rev. Mr. Chris The Sacred Weblog of the Universal Inquisition Signalgrace Thursday's Trifles Veronica on the Verge Vertigo View From Our Porch Swing Your Pastoral Coach 2005/09/02
Blogging will be light for the next few weeks while I get acquainted with a new job starting the 12th (more later), and edits to Little Flowers, and Labor Day with Little G all day, and wringing my hands over Katrina. I'll do what I can to aid relief efforts - I have clothing and O-neg blood. Money, not so much, but who does when gas is the same price per gallon as a 6-inch Jared special? Maybe even more than that. I'd bike to work, I can, but I have to take Little G to the sitter and she's not quite ready for the bike seat. Malc is looking into it on his end; he's gone farther on this Trek, so it won't be so much an issue for him. Only issue is the possibility of getting run down by an SUV on the way to the WaWa that has gas for $2.99 cheap (!). I was telling Little G how this reminded me of when I was little, when Jimmy Carter was president and we had to sit roasting in the back of a white Ford Pinto waiting to get gas. She didn't seem so interested, so I turned up the Dave Brubeck which she seemed to prefer. Steven Wright had a joke once about how he could look at a baby and know what he/she was going to be. I have a feeling Little G is going to involved in some kind of dominatrix field. She likes to hit things, my nose being one. Plus, I swear while she was toddling around she said "Mama" for the first time. I tried to get her to say it again. All I got was "Dada." Who is going to call when she needs money? Only
 
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