Have you ever had one of those days when everything seems to conspire against you?
“This blog is rather like a fusion of the Baroque ‘salon’ with its well-tuned harpsichord around which polite society gathered for entertainment and edification and, on the other hand, a Wild West “saloon” with its out-of-tune piano and swinging doors, where everyone has a gun and something to say. Nevertheless, we try to point our discussions back to what it is to be Catholic in this increasingly difficult age, to love God, and how to get to heaven.” - Fr. Z

Days? How about weeks? But I’m sure a prayer whispered at a Roman altar on behalf of my intention might slip one of those tentatcles from my legs.
Thanks in advance, Father! ;^)
Maybe he can offer the octopods some gelatto from a piazza vendor. Heck, I’ll eat the gelatto myself.