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posted by Mike Dubuc | 11:29 AM
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that looks eerily similar the the vehicle that Expat took Morticia to the prom with back in '82.
This picture looks very familiar to me. What say my siblings??
I love the car!!!! can you order me one up. And I didn't take Morticia to the prom, She graduated the year before us, numbnut! Hot diggity, dog diggity, zoom what you do to me!
Peter, I really loathe weighing in on the whole euro-gay thing. I would really hope that I couldn't even imagine that of anyone I know, but it may explain your umm... how to say, 'unorthodox' taste in neck wear.
I can't believe the clergy is making pot shots! And especially when I always give the clergy a free pass. Hey, where have you been lately and how's the new boss?
I'm smiling now today. It is Sunday, I'm at work, it is a beautiful day to be outside. Yet somehow I'm smiling. Thanks, Don Miguel!
Pedro, I understood the free pass and polite commenting is the realm of the 'other' blob. Anyway, the new pastor is in serious information overload. The best way to describe it is like that picture of Bert in the earlier column. When you look into his eyes you see floating in there a bunch of those pictures of The Minor that is on the front of the bulletin. My time (and Fr T's--who will remain unnamed here since Spilly's alter-ego shamefully neglected to invite him the the Big Pig) has been spent helping him cope and absorb as much as possible. Kind of like Joe Murphy, no one really realized all the things that Fr George just did himself--until they don't happen that is! Even Patti (who really runs everything around here) is surprised!!!
Oh, and Joe--I'm always happy to please!
OK, fire away. And good luck with the new boss. It will be an adjustment. But, he's not a minimalist in any way. So you'll be able to have much more liturgical fun. Hey Spilly, alwyas invite the clergy!!!!!
Spilly really messed up this time. When you think of food usually it's guys like him that come to mind. I hope Fr. Tom isn't offended. Naw, he's a member of the clergy and it's free digs, of course he's not offended.
Actually, I think he is offended. The assumed understanding is that if he were invited the Big Pig may not be big enough. Oh, Spilly how could you--on the anniversary of his Ordination no less!
Look, invite him Don Miguel. Pretend it is like the invitation to the bad witch that got lost under the rug in "Sleeping Beauty." Just tell him it must have gotten lost in the mail. The last thing you want is angry clergy.
I didn't think you Catholics could offend one another?
Speaking of Catholics, jo jo, will there be any illegals at the Big Pig?
Yes. The Pinata.
As typically a staunch supporter of both Jo Jo and Spilly I find it difficult to suggest that perhaps a phone call to said padre with an invite may be in order to “keep the peace” as it were. It may not be evident to those too close to the event but the Big Pig is a Big Deal on most attendees’ calendar’s.
I submit this idea as your “’Umble Servant or he who ‘is most umble” (in the manner of Uriah Heep).
Also, perhaps DM could suggest some form of penance for my unprovoked attack upon my friend.
What the Dickens are you talking about Mikey? Your attack wasn't unprovoked. I had just made reference to your ugly feet in conversation with your wife, and how I thought you weren't as good at scrabble as you thought.
spilly, you do an outstanding job with the roast. ILLEGITIMI NON CARBORUNDUM
Dr. F, is that a General "Vinegar Joe" Stilwell quote?
I'm not sure of that sharp tongued, yet simple general was the first to say it, but I can picture him uttering the phrase!
E=MC 2. That is the most witty thing I can say.
Okay, to be honest, I don't know if Fr Tom even cares. I simply wrote his name next to Fr Steve's and mine on the envelope and passed it along. No one has said anything at all, but it was kind of fun to extrapolate what MAY BE the real reaction.
By the way, regarding the aforementioned 'Vinegar' Joe quote, there is a certain very pleasant irony using pig latin in reference to the Big Pig.
Veni, Vidi, Mangi. Well, it doesn't exactly work, but it is bad latin-so it's close to pig latin, and it makes sense with the Pig roast & all. I guess it wasn't worth the time though, in retrospect.
Hey, Donny M. Don't fess up to messing with Spilly's head. She needs some abuse too. Spilly always gets a pass. She is 'the baby' after all. She still hangs up a stocking on the mantle at Christmas!
FR Davignon. No question. If you think George would be the Ali of the rapid mass you are unenlightened Fr. Davignon could, and would do the 7:30 weekday mass in 15 minutes. I served mass with him many, many times. Ask Expat to confirm. You could get home on your bike before mom knew you were gone.
I wonder if there should be saftey precautions in plae when preforming a "Rapid Mass"?
Seat belts in the pews, helmets and knee pads on the parishioners and the perhaps the good father might wear a mouth guard.
Having been an altar boy for most of my teenage years and having seen my fair share of alternate masses (i.e. not just the weekly Sunday stint), I have seen many different variations of the RM. It’s amazing to me just how much liberty you can take in the Vatican II format.
Mikey, this is an example of "in my day", at least at St. Marys aka Lasalette in the neo-70's sacks that the 'altar servers' wear. There is no formality anymore. The open mouthed-breathing jr-highers wear sneakers and basically just stand there excavating their nasal cavities during the Mass. They wouldn't know Altar Service if it hit them on the head. We actually did stuff. We were busy most of the Mass, as well as did the set-up and clean-up. Now the custodian does it all. Not that it's the kids fault, the resp. has been taken away from them, I suspect, by the same folks who designed the "robes", shall we call them. I'm not positive on this, but there are factions-I'll refer to them as the Ghibilines in the parish who long for the days of dope smoking priests singing kum-by-ya. What am I talking about?? It seems I'm just rambling, but I did have a point-at one time. Don't take offense, I'm just talking like an old timer.
In reference to the very concept of an 'Extreme (rapid) Mass', the reality of the 20 minute SUNDAY Mass, and Mike's observance: "It’s amazing to me just how much liberty you can take in the Vatican II format"--the most meaningful comment I can make is: AAAAAAAGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!
It makes my lips numb just thinking about it.
You know…
Altar service was a HUGE thing at my church back in the late 70s / early 80s. It was common to see 10 of us on the Altar with the priest and/or guest priest to a packed congregation (and I mean standing in the back packed). The culture of our Altar Boy “fraternity” was much like Boy Scouts except no camping. We actually went on field trips as a group and there was a distinct hierarchy of advancement within the ranks. We even had a pretty thick manual much like the Boy Scout Handbook. You know I guess it was the gang I ran around with, a bunch of us were involved in both Altar Boys and Boy Scouts.
Anywho, don’t mind me I’m a stumbling down memory lane.
By the way Joe, you sound frighteningly like your brother. I didn't realize you had tendencies in this area. Joe Murphy is gone now (Requiescat in Pace) and you do an awful lot with the ‘yoots’ in Scouts; maybe we can entice a little of your anti-nose picking fervor in the direction of our servers? It IS sorely needed.
I too went to Bishop Feehan, and worked at Merrimack College. I know full well that Catholics can say their Mass in 20 minutes or less. I've seen it done by a nun at Merrimack in 20 flat.
Joe Murphy had it right, limit the number of Altar servers, train them well before they begin, then assign them to a veteran. And if possible brothers with brothers. Assign them a mass that is theres three out of four sundays and keep the discipline up. Make them responsible. The destruction of the altar server at St. Mary Minor started with the 'nunz. And went downhill from there. Once Joe lost control it was all over. As to the 15 min. mass, the creator of the "Davignon Dip" could say the mass that fast 'cause the hangover caused him to forget half of it. 7:30 Sunday is the modern equivalent of the low mass. It's OK for that one to be short and sweet. George Scales holds the record for the "full" low mass at 20 min. He did it in that time (most masses here in Spain are 30 min.) because he skipped the time wasting bullshit and focused. He also had an uncanny and irrepetable ability to condense a huge message in one paragraph. No offense, and this is not pandering to the group, but, I would go time over and get Don M's 10 min sermon. It's the intellectual in me. (I also prefer the roman canon chanted at low mass!)
Padre, padre, padre I could never hold a candle to Joe Murphy in that department. That really is the provenance of someone like Expat. You need to be, I think, a near-priest to do the job justice. You need to know the Mass inside and out. I fear Mr. Murphy's ghost!
speaking of sacred, spilly, does Fr. Hollywood get an invite?
I think Mr. Murphy, good man that he was, would have boxed your ears if you showed up in shorts. If you showed up in flip-flops you'd have never served Mass again.
Kudos Spilly I like it, and I'd participate. I was always good at "candles". I could light even the highest 'Easter Candle'.
Two comments signed by Fr. John "Jigger" Higgens posted on the altar boys peg board "It is an honor to serve on the altar, not a job." and my favorite "Shoes must be worn on the altar at all times." That just set the tone, the shin kicking was just to keep you on your toes.
Fr. Higgins was great. He didn't have to say a word, and you were scared of him. You knew where you stood, and Heaven help you if you stepped out of line. Yet I think he was actually not as much of a Marine as he made you think.
He was all bark and no bite. I once was flying around a corner with the good creuts on the gold try in my hands and my surplice sleeve got caught on the door handle, I stopped and the cruets kept going. They smashed into a million pieces at the feet of Old John T. I looked up and as I was about to pee myself, he looked at me, asked if I was OK, and told me not to worry about the mess. And he told me to swear I'd never tell anyone he didn't yell at me.
By the way, I believe the earlier "Non Illigitimae Corrobrumdum" is from Caesar's commentaries on the Galic wars. I can't remember, but I think that's right.
I think that I was there for the cruet smashing incident.
Oh, again, the spelling thing Expat!
Consider that "sic" is placed next to all suspect words. I thank you!
If that is all that you think are suspect, your spelling is worse than I think.
No one would beat the Greek Orthodox. When the head of the church is caught with a trash bag full of cash, running down the street-priceless!
It's comforting to know that spilly's head is not spinning around as she types. By the way, my best to Fr. Steve. He and Don Miguel will make a great team.
Spilly et al, you haven't heard from me because as a lover of liturgical worship and specifically the Mass, I do (as Joe mentioned) have to concede without contest to any of the Eastern Rites (Catholic Uniates and sundry flavors of Orthodox) and even the high church Anglicans for that matter.
Oh, and also I have been busy building a blast furnace and stoking it up to temperature to get it ready for Spilly. =0
And thanks for taking up the Lord's part Daisy. (Joshua 24:15)
Don Miguel, as you will note, I did not partake in that profane discussion. On the other hand, I'll agree with you, the Eastern types know how to make liturgy. On Good Friday, when our clergy prostrate themselves on the floor once, the Maranites do it 33 times, beginning with a profound inclination, then to a kneel, then prostrate themselves. There priests also wear very cool hats. And that's just how it begins. They spin censors like no one I have ever seen. Let's just say it's way, way cool!
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