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Name:Anne
Location:Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, United States

Saturday, April 23, 2005

Thank You For Sharing

I am grateful this morning, very grateful, because Kay of Mason-Dixon Knitting is SO darling and sweet that she sent me a link to The Most Dreadful Collection of Sacred Holy Jesus Representations Ever. Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you Going Jesus.

(This is the advantage of having a knitting blog that doesn't actually focus on knitting; one gets to discuss LOTS of other things. Mason-Dixon, now, the thing is, they knit. They knit lots. And then they write about it, very well. And they are funny, even. But they've got no place, really to discuss Jesus Tchotchkes. But I do.)*

So, if you know that you're going to be pained and saddened by humorous discussions of such stuff as Jesus Snowglobes, or Badly Wrought, No, Really Badly Wrought, Nativity Sets, then you must NOT go over to that site and click on any of the links, because then you will be pained and saddened. Fair warning.

However, if you are me, you can spend a lot of happy time over there, but then you have to clean the keyboard. My morning tea's all over mine.**

Oh, and after you look at the dreadful holy and sacred art, you can laugh at Horrible Bridal Dresses, as presented by the same woman.

(This all reminds me of the Jesus of the Week site -- oh, right! Forgot about that! One can spend a happy morning over there, too.)
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*Pretty soon I'm going to do as Rachael did, and leave the Knitting Blog Ring, not because I don't love the Knitting Blog Ring -- no, I do, I really do -- but because it has become more and more clear that I am an Impostor. Indeed, one of my students links to me in her blog as "Supposedly A Knitting Blog." Time to leave.)

**Actually, I've got a theory about Purgatory -- I have lots of theories about Purgatory, as it happens, but we need go into only one of them here -- which is that one of the things one loses in Purgatory, if one is the kind of person I am, is the inability to see the holiness of such objets d'art as Precious Moments Jesuses. Intent is all, right? So I figure that EXACTLY the sort of junk that makes me spew tea all over the keyboard is Welcome In Heaven. So therefore, before I get there, I have to be made into the sort of person who will appreciate it. But this is ok! The mercy of God is infinite! He can fix this! Therefore, Purgatory. After which I will appreciate all that Bad Art. This should be interesting.