It's a hectic morning. I'm behind in my work. At home, we're having most of the interior of the house painted. This means shuttling Matilde from room to room, so she can be in a paint-free environment with a closed door during the day. Today, she is in our study. She's a very good girl about being moved about so much, as I know that chinchillas, like most pets, thrive under predictability.
I do have time to note that Sheelzebub is handing out ministries. She's made herself president for life, you see, and the good ones are going fast. Me, I'm asking to be named Minister for Ecumenical Dialogue, Rodent Protection, and Endurance Athletics. Like the old department of Alcohol, Tobacco, and Firearms, I intend to mix many tasks in my ministry. Hurry, the good ones are going fast.
More when I've got time.
"Like the old department of Alcohol, Tobacco, and Firearms, I intend to mix many tasks in my ministry. Hurry, the good ones are going fast."
you are not a minister, and you have no ministry
Posted by: ray | February 23, 2005 at 05:11 PM
Actually, Ray, that's for President Sheelzabub to decide, not you.
Posted by: Hugo Schwyzer | February 23, 2005 at 05:22 PM
who's that, bro -- the new priestess over at st. michael's?
Posted by: ray | February 23, 2005 at 09:10 PM