I missed the blood red moon lunar eclipse two days ago. Still depressed about it, I tried to make it up by going to the new brewpub and drinking six (eight?) Blue Moons after work (3:30ish, for reasons I can explain, but not without whining). I think it did the trick, but I feel a little groggy today and the first words I read from today's Liturgy of the Hours were from Isaiah: "Wash yourselves clean!" Kind of a slappish wake up. I feel a little guilty now, but the energy drink is lifting my spirits . . . and my metabolism.
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I spent fifteen minutes this morning frogging around with a My Yahoo page. If you haven't started a My Yahoo page, you might want to consider it. It has a lot of neat features. I will still use My Catholic dot Com as my homepage, but My Yahoo is now a quick link in the upper left corner.
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Dante needs to create an eighth circle for volume one: A pair of con artists ripped off a Girl Scout group when they exchanged a fake $100 bill for cookies, police said. Aquinas said that it is morally acceptable to steal if necessary to stay alive. I'm not sure Girl Scout cookies would meet the "necessary' element.
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That's it for today. A writing deadline looms. Until next week . . .
