Wed. Morning Blues
At a sleep over party during my elementary school years I was once woken up by my friend's hamster which had escaped and decided to gambol across my face in the wee hours of the morning. In college, it was not uncommon for the guys on the floor above us to bless our slumber with a post midnight drop of the fire hydrant upon the ceiling. Today, however, marks the first day I have been woken up by my next door neighbor praying at the top of his lungs. Whether anyone was converted or how many demons were cast out remains to be seen. On second thought it was probably a joyously annunciated litany celebrating the fact the Maurice, a fellow staff member, successfully made it back into the country. And after all, it is Ash Wednesday.
Remember that you are dust, to dust you will return.
At a sleep over party during my elementary school years I was once woken up by my friend's hamster which had escaped and decided to gambol across my face in the wee hours of the morning. In college, it was not uncommon for the guys on the floor above us to bless our slumber with a post midnight drop of the fire hydrant upon the ceiling. Today, however, marks the first day I have been woken up by my next door neighbor praying at the top of his lungs. Whether anyone was converted or how many demons were cast out remains to be seen. On second thought it was probably a joyously annunciated litany celebrating the fact the Maurice, a fellow staff member, successfully made it back into the country. And after all, it is Ash Wednesday.
Remember that you are dust, to dust you will return.
posted by Kurt at Wednesday, March 01, 2006
2 Comments:
you know, kurt... i was never woken up by someone else's prayers... BUT, i guarantee that i heard more than just prayers, but also music, movies, and conversations-- yes i lived across the hall...
but maybe where i slept made it easier to hear what was going on in that room?
nah. the walls are thin. too thin. ;)
They say good fences make good neighbors...
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