I don’t have much for you tonight. I’ve been sitting here staring at the screen with a greater than usual sense of futility. It’s not writer’s block, it’s static. Too many notes. Too much there, there. Sensory overload. And not enough reading. So I’m thinking maybe some Hemingway.

I went to church today. There was a really nice turnout for our little parish; it’s really been doing well lately. I should get some photos of it and post them. It’s a beautiful place. Today there were lots of folks with little children, and I didn’t even realize it until we went out for communion. (I serve in the altar, and when we come out from behind the iconostasis for processions during the Liturgy, I’m trying to concentrate and not gape at the people.) There were a lot of little ones, and my point is that they must have been very well behaved. Usually, I can tell where there are restless children in the church.

I hung out with my folks this evening – Mom made a very good dinner – and we watched The Aviator. Lots of rough language, but the acting was excellent. The camera work was fine, and special effects were impressive.

Hope everybody has a good week.