Mack Sennett Would Love My Sorry Ass

Today was the Greening of The Church, so I decided to carry out my undorking of the church sign.

Little did I know those old-school church sign letters just float on those rails.

And we were having a Clash of Fronts, in which the wind blows strong.

So I'm out there trying to fix our church sign...and it turns into some kind of slapstick comedy.

The minute I get one word sorta OK, the wind whips up, and letters go flying into the air. They make a lovely tinkling noise, but really.

People driving down the street are torn between sympathy, empathy and HaHa!

Let's not mention the rosebush I wound up squatting into.

I'm saving the bowl of characters that spell out our URL for later.

Sewing and Sowing Are Different Things

Sewing is the act of joining two pieces of fabric together with a needle and thread, whether by hand or machine.

Sowing is the act of spreading seed upon the ground in anticipation of its producing crops. One sows in order to reap.

To "sow dissent" is to spread disagreement across the land, perhaps to reap real political action.

To "sew dissent" makes no fucking sense.

This has been a public service of my inner copy editor.