
Roman sunrise long ago at 0537.
Roman sunset will be soon at 2038.
The Ave Maria Bell: still 2100.
I have had the stuffing kicked out of me today, probably by Old Scratch.
Today was the day I was suppose to fly home. I extended my trip for the sake of beautiful feasts and more Masses in Rome.
Today, my traps flared up big time. Saying Mass was also time off of purgatory.
On the way home, I got hit by the rear view mirror of one of those slick back Mercedes vans that people hire speeding along on one of few straight streets. Hurt like..! The driver got out and, *****, blamed me. I used a very strong Roman phrase. And as he passed me again, he shouted at me. I’ll be black and blue tomorrow.
Then, in the space of about a minute, as I was hobbling down the Via Giulia, relatively clear sky to… rain. DAMN. Really?
If you are not over the target, they don’t shoot at you.
I’d like to put these people in front of a different target…
Austrian Bishop rides e-scooter through church at Confirmation Mass to ‘explain the Holy Spirit’
Jesuit lays siege to the Papal office. Synod and female ordination as solutions of Catholicism.
On my anniversary, we drove out to Castel Gandolfo for supper at a nice place I’ve known for decades. The back gate of the papal enclosure. Surely this is where the papal carriages would arrive from Rome.

Alas, this stain.

Mate in 4. For white. NB: I’ll hold comments with solutions ’till the next day so there won’t be “spoilers” for others.






















