Incidentally, to anyone who's emailed me, I apologize -- I've been in sunny Florida, and there's quite a backlog. Also, I am the world's worst correspondant, for which I am sure I will spend a large amount of time in whatever the Episcopalians use for purgatory. I will try to answer my mails tonight. Thanks for your patience.
We now return to your regularly scheduled programming.
Posted by Jane Galt at March 13, 2003 08:34 AM | TrackBack | Technorati inbound linksIn case you're wondering, the Episcopalian version of purgatory is setting the dinner table without a salad fork.
Posted by: Klug on March 13, 2003 08:51 AMDang. If you'd been anywhere near Orlando, I'd have bought you the beverage of your choice.
Posted by: David Perron on March 13, 2003 10:22 AMEpiscopalian purgatory is living just outside of the nice part of town, too far to walk to the country club and you have to cut your own lawn.
Posted by: Ward Good on March 13, 2003 03:55 PMEpiscopal purgatory; you live too far to walk to the country club and you have to cut your own lawn.
Posted by: Ward on March 13, 2003 03:57 PMNo, no -- "no oyster forks" is the Episcopalian version of hell!
So, in the interests of fair play, this Baptist will telll a joke on his own denomination: What makes Baptists different from other denominations? They don't wave to each other in the liquor store.
Posted by: Klug on March 13, 2003 07:32 PMEpiscopalian purgatory is having to sit through the ASB services instead of the sonorous BCP ones.
Posted by: Kevin Marks on March 14, 2003 05:21 AMComments are Closed.