I'm trying to find a church service to go to tomorrow, and it's a problem. I don't really have time to go into the city for a noon service, but I have class from 6-8 pm, which is the other typical time. Of course, randomly trying to remember church names around town is not the most methodical way to do this either....
Timelies!
Jesse, just google the name of the diocese you're in (the Archdiocese of New York or the Diocese of Brooklyn if you're in Brooklyn or Queens) and you can get a list of the parishes and mass schedules. Of course, I am making the assumption that you're Catholic.
I lucked out. The Cathedral of St. Matthew is 2 blocks up from the office. Noon mass is definitely doable for me.
Now, is anyone else hungry for fastnachts? I haven't had them on Shrove Tuesday in AGES....
Of course, I am making the assumption that you're Catholic.
Yeah, I'm not Catholic. I'm actually Baptist, and it's not like we "do" ashes, but I haven't been to church in a while, and Lent seems like a good time to try to get back in the swing. I did find a cool-looking Episcopalian church near school with a noon service I might try to go to. Then I could just go work at school. But, thanks!
Dana, I'm sorry we stole your cool opera director.
Oh, look at that, you did. Bastards!
Jeeves generally comes if I call out "Kitty!" in a manner reminiscent of a "soooeeeeeEEE!" hog call. He also comes running if he hears sheets being unfurled over the bed. Make The Bed is his favorite game, ever. I have made him into the bed several times, and he thinks this is great fun.
On a couple of occasions I've yanked the blankets off the bed without checking and sent him flying.
Yeah, I'm not Catholic.
But, but....yeah. I got nothing. For some reason, when you mentioned getting smudged with ashes, it was imprinted on my feeble brain that you were Catholic.
Thanks, Gus! I was just going to edit in that link.
He also comes running if he hears sheets being unfurled over the bed. Make The Bed is his favorite game, ever. I have made him into the bed several times, and he thinks this is great fun.
Hee. My dog used to do that - leap up onto the bed while I shook the sheet out overtop and lie very, very still until I flipped the sheet back up and she'd come leaping out looking very pleased with herself. Funny as hell.
For some reason, when you mentioned getting smudged with ashes, it was imprinted on my feeble brain that you were Catholic.
The Episcopalians do it, too. I went to St. John's the other year, and liked it a lot.
Methodists do the ashes too.
