Wednesday, February 21, 2007

ash wednesday's child: full of woe... ?

Somewhere between a quarter and a third of the Bostonians wandering the streets today wore schmutz on their foreheads. And from where I could see, all of that stuff could only be derived from fossil fuels. Meanwhile, I was made to wonder whether it depended on the diocese that determined the level of viscocity one sported on his or her frontal lobes -- the difference, say, between being reverently observent and merely sitting still for another one of Father Bernard's messier fondlings.

7 comments:

--spared-- said...

Raised a strict Catholic (and you can see where that got me...) I never quite got the need to show off the ashy forehead. Isn't it enough to just confess, go to mass and give up chocolate for a month?

Barking Up Trees said...

well u know my motto: "useta be catholic but gave it up for lent"...

or is that "let"... ?

--spared-- said...

HAHAHAHAHAHA

Oh wait, that's not funny damn it...

chaatoes said...

I missed gettin' ashes this year but they come from the burned palm leaves from the previous year's Palm Sunday and are mixed with olive oil as a fixative....

--spared-- said...

Ahh, I see the church is into recycling. How wonderful.

Barking Up Trees said...

yo, chaatoes...
yer a gud catholic, charlie brown...

Barking Up Trees said...

meanwhile, wouldn't asphalt in a bucket expedite this nonsene... ?