dangerous compassions

I call you / from the comet's cradle

Saturday, April 22, 2017


This morning we served the hungry.  Then met.  It was a pretty usual Saturday morning, only few volunteers showed up so we were a skeleton crew.  Which makes me think of skeletons sailing a pirate ship.  We weren't skeletons sailing a pirate ship.  We were mostly Catholic Workers.

Now Ming's out at a March for Science which isn't actually a march, here--it's a rally in the arts district.  Sounds like a headache.  He went with friends.

I feel like some things are in flux and it will be interesting to see how they turn out.  How's that for vaguebooking?


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