Thursday, January 10, 2008


I overheard Father Matthews saying something before Mass last week about "shedding the rags of popery." Right when the little vein in my forehead started throbbing, I realized that he know I was standing behind him.

Just because I'm spastic doesn't mean it's okay for the other kids to tease me like that.

Our monastery cat, Thunder, is stuck in the back of my desk chair again. He has really sharp, long claws, and they look very regal. He likes to climb up my chair, or attack our ratty old sofa sometimes. The problem is that he gets stuck, and cannot extricate his regal little claws from his large and unwieldy prey. It's pretty funny.

The cat just knocked over my little idol statue of Saint Patrick again. Okay, so maybe he's not the best monastery cat. But he is otherwise very pious. (We have little competitions.)

I just got back from Waffle House with my co-workers. Too much fun.


Jared Cramer said...

Would that all Christians clung to the "rags of popery."

Sort of.

I actually spent a portion of last night explaining how one could choose Anglican Christianity and still have respect and a sense of greater esteem with regard to the Bishop of Rome.

I don't think my friends bought it. Oh well.

Josh said...

Want some toast?

Anonymous said...

I didn't know you worked at Waffle House. Watch out for Kid Rock.

Kyle said...

I work at a bookstore, and live across from Waffle House. But thanks for the warning...!

Unknown said...

You are beginning to sound like Jacques Derrida. "shedding religion to find God" sounds much like "religion without religion." ooo...scary.

Kyle said...

Silly boy, I equate religion with Jesus, remember?

Rev. Honesty said...

I've been reading you for quite some time without commenting and thought I'd make myself known.

You do some fairly brilliant stuff. However, it's been a while since you've been at the feverish pace of publishing of yesteryear.

Maybe you need something nice and controversial.