God Loves My Book More Than Anybody Else's Book, Including That Heathen Mitch Albom
Thursday, December 1, 2011 at 10:07PM Previously on Girls With Band Hair Rule The World:
- If you're good enough, people don't care if you have boobs, moobs, or Beiber fever: You're in.
- Emily. Will. Kill. You.
- Tiggles too.
Some of you were trying to pull together a livechat with me over the past couple weeks, but I was still in Columbus and mad with Bandness. I think it’s easier if you just email me some questions through the site; I’ll sift through answer them in an upcoming post (and, as in Tasting Room participation, you don't have to fill the form with a real email address, but for spam avoidance purposes, you do have to put something.) Just don’t jack the discussion thread in the Tasting Room with it, m’kay? Eeeeeeeeeeeeemaaaaaiiiiilllll.
While I’m at it, I must address a pervasive issue: If you have questions or comments concerning The Secret Thing for The Entity, please don’t leave comments about it in The Tasting Room (SECRET Thing.) They’ll just get nuked. Go to the forums of one of the other sites where you hang out, or contact malaho and/or RaisingSugarCane, who seem to be coordinating this whole smash.
Got it? To sum: Questions… email. Secret Thing… email.
To sum the sum: Email.
All right. To business. The business is, as you might expect, St. Francis de Sales.
You remember St. Francis. Those of you who have been with me on this project since its earliest days, when I was but a girl-child with a dream and a Wikipedia article about valve tuning compensation, will recall this post, written just before my first trip to Columbus.
St. Francis is the patron saint of writers, and, given the fact that the valves and I are still dragging ourselves to the Drum Major tryouts finish line with a relatively low body count, I'd say he's been kicking all OSUMB-related requests properly upstairs. He's cool like that. I'd be all, "What up, FdS?" and he'd be like, "Yo, I'm tight, boo," and I'd go, "Can you please put in a good word for me on my TBDBITL book?" and he'd bust it like, "A'ight."
So when I progressed from visiting Columbus to living there so as to be nearer the valves, I needed a church. The church I liked was St. Joseph Cathedral downtown, and I liked it even more the first time I made for the door and found myself staring directly at this:
Am I right?
That is correct: The same saint I've been partying with all this time over a book researched, set, and mostly written in Columbus, Ohio is... the patron saint of Columbus, Ohio. And the theme of this book, which was once "There's No Such Thing As a Coincidence" (and, alternately, "These Coolers Are Very Important"), is now officially: "Okay, There's No Such Thing as A Coincidence, Yeah, But This *#&% Just Got Scary."
Reader Comments (17)
BUT I WANT TO TALK ABOUT THE SECRET THING RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE ENTITY
Leave me out of this. Especially where S Row is concerned.
LOL, this is way cool, Miss Tink.
Have Issues been going down with The Secret Thing at The Place, what with all The Stuff and Everything?
That's the thing with synchronicities: the more attention you pay to them, the more WTFesque they become ;)
My personal saint patron, Jacques Vallee, gave a recent talk about it in Brussels:
Have we become the Illuminati and nobody told me?
Very interesting RPJ.
I will in this brief instance forgive the use of exclamation points.
I'd be all, "What up, FdS?"
That's just how Roman Catholics roll.
SECRET THING!!
mahalo check your FB messages
Open Line Friday on Blonde Champagne!
Wait, so... email?
Got it sugarplum :)
Miss Tink, I love reading about how your faith comes into play as you take this particular walk.
I must address a pervasive issue
Somebody got out her SAT flashcards.
Mary Beth if you don't answer the question regarding Jason The Formerly Young I just emailed, I'll be sad forever.
"Yo, I'm tight, boo,"
Well, I can certainly see why he's considered a Doctor of the Church, with verbal skeelz like that.