My buddy, Fr. John once innocently quoted "The Godfather" in a homily and created a stir among the purists who were shocked that their priest watched a dirty movie with naked people, and blood and cursing.
So I keep my naked people, bloody, cursing tastes to myself normally.
But since it's MAYAN MAKE OR BREAK DAY, here's a short list of some of the media I've been into lately.
|Libba Bray's latest. I recommend "Beauty Queens" too. Ooops, I typed that out loud.|
The book is set in the 1920's and features a psychic teenage "flapper" who is brought in to help solve the bizarre cases of occult style killings. The backdrop of the book is that THE END OF THE WORLD is coming! It was a fun read but sorta figured out that the world wouldn't end since it was set in the 20's.
|Black Sabbath has an album with the same name. Rockin.|
|SUPER POPE! Nah, kidding. He's in a sun-shield suit.|
Ok, Superman saves the world from being irradiated by a blue sun.
But still, a good movie.
I heard 2 hours worth of Confessions.
I said Mass.
I had a bearable pasta and seafood lunch.
All in all, pretty good Ember Day. Bring on tomorrow.
But if there is no tomorrow, today was good too.
Only thing I would have done different was to go with my imagination and tell the 20 year old waitress to stop calling me "baby" and "honey". Really? I mean, she's like a kid calling me "babe".
And being all 5'4" and bald, I kinda feel like a man-baby anyway. You know? Like a hybrid of baby and man. Like I can shave but my feet don't reach the floor when I sit on most chairs.
I had some quips to throw at her for the "babe" stuff. But I stilled my tongue.
If the world is here tomorrow, and I deign to eat there again, maybe.
But if that's the only regret?