I’m sitting in the choir loft last night, listening to the Passion reading from Luke as the lights get lower and lower, and suddenly get a vivid sensation about why I so oppose the death penalty: the execution of the innocent. It was a point I had reached intellectually before, but this was a more visceral understanding that I’m not sure I can explain.
In any case, I’m still feeling rather awful. Looking at computer screens is particularly not recommended, because everything looks fuzzy. So, I’ll be brief:
Thanks to Gordon for answering one of my questions,. One down, about a dozen to go. Microsoft Paint, eh?
Thanks to Scott for embracing his 2003-ness and citing me as the inspiration.
Thanks to Lefty’s Mixed CD pals, even Greg, and to little Stevie Brown, Lefty’s intelligent iPod.
Special thanks to ol’ what’s his name who I spoke to by phone yesterday for the first time in a while.
I’m going to rest most of the day so that I can try to sing tonight. I had about a six-note range last night, mostly in the lower register. Wish me luck.