An impressive coalition of signers is asking for help defending marriage. Here's the link.
On another note, belated happy feast day for those of you who celebrated Ascension Thursday yesterday. For those of you are celebrating Thursday on Sunday: happy feast day in advance. And today's the feast of Philip Neri, one of my faves, who was always ready with a joke, so:
An incredibly dapper 80-year-old man walks into a bar. Seated at the bar is a handsome woman, mid-70s. He sidles up to her: "So, tell me. Do I come here often?"
Update: Continuing in the Philip Neri vein, Fr. Neuhaus highlights a new collection of limericks from Ernest Lefever? How odd. I remember discovering when he passed away that Lyn Nofziger had a limerick collection too. Anyway, here are my favorites.
"There was a faith-healer from Deal
Who said: “Though my pain isn’t real
If I sit on a pin,
If I sit on a pin,
And it punctures my sin
I dislike what I fancy I feel.”
And:
A bather whose garments were strewed
On the beach where she bathed in the nude
Saw a man come along
And, unless I’m quite wrong,
You expected this line to be lewd.
Heh. Any limerick composers out there?
