Homer and I went to mass this morning, for Easter. It was strange having mass in the Stardust, home to our mainstage show and many comedian/hypnotist/magic/dancer/singer acts. The venue puts a lot of pressure on the priest to do some tricks or fancy footwork. But, being Catholic, the deck is already stacked with in-service miracles, and on Easter, we’re celebrating the pretty biggest miracle of all in the Catholic world, so I think the attendees gave the priest some slack. He was old, and kind of preachy, which is unusual for a catholic priest. We had to sing a cappella, and, as it turns out, Catholics everywhere are pretty un-spirited singers.
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