Wasting My Intelligence and other stories

NB: I've enabled comment moderation on posts over a week old as a blockade against recent, fairly heavy spamming attacks.

This is an attempt to avoid unchaining the monster Captcha, which deters most spammers but occasionally scares off friendly commenters, too. I hate the Captcha myself; it's not quite as bad as having dementors guarding Hogwarts, but it's nonetheless viciously annoying when you've gone through three or four images and you still can't get the characters right. I can't blame other bloggers for using it, but for my own blog, for now, comment moderation seems like a lesser evil.

All that to say: if you comment on a post after its seventh day live, it'll take a little time to go through. Never fear, though. I have no trouble distinguishing between real commenters and this sort of thing:
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O stranger, you may freely lecture me about the waste of my intelligence when you prove you can tell the difference between English characters and Greek, and when you demonstrate proper use of apostrophes. Not to mention commas. Oh, and grammar. And when you don't link back to some obviously impersonal site-which-shall-not-be-named. Until then, a fig for your opinion of my blogging.

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The pope emeritus retired to Castel Gandolfo yesterday, and we went down to church and prayed a rosary with others from the parish. I miss him, and I miss having a pope. It's the first time I've ever been aware of or interested in the sede vacante period, and it feels odd.

Fun fact that I didn't know till the last couple of weeks: by virtue of being eighteen months older than Lou, I've lived through four popes instead of two. I was born just a few months before Paul VI died, and then his successor, John Paul I, lived only 33 days after election. Lou was born after John Paul II's election. I think that makes me feel old.

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Most cats love to sleep on pillows and cushions. Maia prefers hers to be standing on end.

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Music of the week: Someday I want to get an ensemble from church choir to learn Palestrina's staggeringly gorgeous adaptation of the Veni Creator Spiritus.

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No, I'm not the least ashamed of using that video to make my point. There's no immediately accessible better way to prove that polyphony is beautiful (but go hear it sung in a Gothic or Byzantine [or baroque, etc.] church sometime, if you get the chance.) Anyhow, if a picture's worth a thousand words, then a song is priceless—it deals in another currency. Which makes my own primary art the least of these, I suppose. I only dabble in the greatest.

Happy weekend!


  1. Hahaha! Why waste your intelligence posting videos..because you Obviously never write much in your posts, I know I'm always disappointed ;)

    Spam is obnoxious. I tried to live without the captcha-thing, but I kept getting viagra ads and 'Thank you for all the helpful information, I'll use it in my project. You are very helpful and informative.' spams..especially on posts with no helpful information whatsoever.. :P

    It does feel lonely without a pope, doesn't it. We're missing our dear Benedict today as well. He must feel light as can be though, and that makes me happy for him. I'm hoping for a Byzantine pope..but only if God's on my side in that.

    I wish Luba could meet Maia, Luba needs friends..and they obviously share a deep love of pillows :)

    Enjoy the weekend!

    1. LOL! I know, right? The one thing I'm not short on is word count...

      Believe me, I totally understand the need for Captcha. If I didn't have the time to moderate comments, I'd be using it for sure. It may still happen, but I know people commenting from smartphones and other mobile devices have trouble with the images, so I'm hoping to avoid it. It's never once stopped me from commenting on a friend's blog, though, so you and Christie are safe from that at least! :)

      It does feel lonely without a pope! I was reading the other day about a time when the cardinals took so long to make a decision that the people locked them in a church, started cutting back their rations, and finally took the roof off the building to hurry the process... hopefully we won't have to do that. :) Have you adopted a cardinal to pray for? I'm not always a big fan of these sorts of websites, but my guard's down today, and now I'm praying for Cardinal Lajolo. :)

      I have a feeling that Luba would like Maia much more than Maia would like Luba. :P

    2. Luba likes EVERYONE more than anyone likes Luba..it's her curse in life..but dogs who steal other peoples sweaters, and sneak them away to use as extra pillow can't really expect much love, especially in the winter ;p

      I'm on my way to adopt a cardinal of my own..I keep meaning to, but put it off. No longer!

    3. Adopt a cardinal sounds hilarious...but in a devout way. :)


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