conjectural navel gazing; jesus in lint form

insomnia

wikipedia defines it this way: Insomnia is a sleep disorder characterised by an inability to sleep and/or to remain asleep for a reasonable period during the night. Sufferers typically complain of being unable to close their eyes for more than a few minutes at a time, or of 'tossing and turning' through the night.

Yeah...that's about right. Luckily it is not a long term thing...just once a week or so when stressed. Otherwise every blue moon.

So, as an insomniac for the night I have done a couple of relatively interesting things that will seem quite dull come the dawn I am sure. I emailed Dave Weinberger with an idea I have for his convention blog. Some bloggists have been critical of the convention bloggers. I have been as well. It is really not the bloggists fault. Blogs work best when chaos reigns supreme and there is none in their rafter-based center of operations. So, I suggested that Dave needs to find a volunteer or someone in attendance as a delegate to write. Perhaps there is a delegate who blogs who is blogging about all this right now. Does anyone know this person? Is anyone willing to share the link?

I played a little Kingdom of Loathing. I got my ass handed to me by a giant pair of tweezers. God how I love this game.

I read Todd's most recent sermon. It was quite nice. You should read it.

And in the spirit of the sermon, I give you this hymn. Pray the text if you will.

Joy dawned again on Easter Day;
The sun shone out with fairer ray,
When to their longing eyes restored,
Th'apostles saw their risen Lord.

O Jesus, King of gentleness,
Do Thou our inmost hearts posess;
And we to Thee will ever raise
The tribute of our grateful praise.

All praise, O risen Lord we give
To Thee, who, dead, again dost live;
To God the Father equal praise,
And God the Holy Ghost, we raise.

Amen.

Puer Nobis Nascitur
tune: Michael Praetorius, 1609
authorship uncertain
translation by Rev. John M. Neale 1852
from The Hymnal for Christian Worship The John Knox Press, Richmond, VA 1940

And with the dawn comes hope and one can only pray that before the dawn comes rest...a deep sleep.

Thanks to AKMA for the photo.

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