“…The skies of November turn gloomy.”

             My eyes are remarkable for the fact that they are grey.  Most people who say they have grey eyes actually just have a rather bland shade of blue. Not me.  I’m totally flat, non-descript grey.  I once had a girl tell me that my eyes were the color of the skies in November.  It was flattering.  Of course, another told me that my eyes were the color of a rotting corpse.  That one flattered; not so much.
            No updates lately.  I’ve been rather busy lately.  Working on the boat and traveling.  I scrubbed the keel, and cleaned out the bilges.  Now there’s a gross job for you.  I had to throw away my clothes.  Take a mix of water and dirty oil and shut it up in a warm, dark place for a few months and you have an idea what I was dealing with.  A slurry of what seemed like black sewage.  It was disgusting, and physically demanding work, but satisfying at the same time.
            I visited St. Vladimir’s Seminary in NYNY last week.  That was pleasant.  I like New York quite a bit, and the seminary was lovely.  Lots of women in kerchiefs and men in long beards.  A surprising number of Indian Orthodox there. I didn’t expect to see monophysites there, but I suppose if they’ll take Uniates, they’ll take anyone.  An amusing anecdote:  The Orthodox liturgy is quite formal, but the people’s participation is much less formal than in western churches.  There are no pews, and the people whisper to each other.  Children are allowed to sit on the floor and play a bit, so long as they aren’t disruptive.  I attended Divine Liturgy while I was there, and a couple of children got a bit noisy.  Their mother was rather annoyed, and grabbed them in each of her hands.  She still had them in hand when she went up for communion, and the elderly Russian priest who was presiding smiled at her and in his rich, Russian accent said kindly: “Darlink, our god is a god of freedom!”  She smiled sheepishly and loosened up on the kids.  Very sweet.

          
Quote of the Day:
“Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained.”
          -William Blake

 
Audio Clip of the Day:
Can be found here.  Grats to Buddahgazelle who correctly identified the last clip as coming from “Monty Python’s Search for the Holy Grail”. That was an easy one.  Scoring is as follows:  Buddahgazelle6, Butterfly4, ChrisRusso6, DarkArtAlliance2, Darklao2, LaLune2.

 
And now for your moment of zen;