Hey Friday what you gonna do now
When Monday comes around
Hey Friday what you gonna do now
When Monday comes around
When Monday comes around
Come around, when Monday comes around
Well, Monday came around, and Friday's nowhere to be seen. Typical. Nevertheless, we press on!
- Do you know what a thurifer is? Yeah, I didn't think so. (Update: apparently, I don't know either. It's a thurible. H/t low-tech in comments.)
ThuriferThurible is the name of the thing that priests swing around in high church settings to spread incense around. While you may have seen athuriferthurible or two, it's fairly unlikely you've seen anything like this:
- It's so difficult to be a man today. You hold doors open, you make sure to comment on a woman's appearance as much as possible - whether you know her or not - and it's just never enough. I guess men will never understand the mystery that is women. The good news is that you don't have to anymore. Dating sites and agencies? Ladies' nights at bars? Pfffft. You just take your big ol' male self on down to Conjugal Harmony, an organization dedicated to uniting - well, you just need to see it to believe* it.
- Take an uncomfortably close look at London with 192.com. Very high-res photos set up as a cool, clickable map.
*You do realize what this site is, right?
OMG, that thing in the video is like a wrecking ball! I kept thinking it was going to take out the balding guy in the front. I must watch again, though, as the phone rang just before the last minute or so.
Posted by: litbrit | January 28, 2008 at 03:49 PM
Nitpick: the incense gizmo is a thurible; the thurifer is the person who carries and swings the thurible.
Having recently re-read Dorothy Sayers' Busman's Honeymoon, I was definitely waiting for someone to get whacked by the thurible.
Posted by: low-tech cyclist | January 28, 2008 at 04:04 PM
When I was an altar boy in the Catholic Church in the early 60s we were taught that the incense-burning thingy on a chain was called a "censer." Maybe when they're as big as a Buick they're called a "thurible."
Posted by: Rob_in_Hawaii | January 28, 2008 at 04:38 PM
Well, I'd be thuribly afraid if I saw that thing swinging toward my skull...
*rimshot*
Posted by: litbrit | January 28, 2008 at 05:04 PM
So many questions spring to mind -- isn't this a violation of OSHA? And what the hell is burning in that thing -- the congregants look a little stoned? And why are they swinging said incense around like crazy people.
And evidently a thurible is a censer.
But more importantly, why aren't we all commenting on Conjugal Harmony instead? Now there's a concept -- I'm surprised Corrections Corporation of America isn't all over this.
Posted by: Sir Charles | January 28, 2008 at 05:37 PM
It's a censer - there was an item in the video game Planescape: Torment called the Divine Censer that restored people to life. Same thing.
Posted by: Glenn Fayard | January 29, 2008 at 06:42 PM
And if that ain't miscellany, nuthin' is.
Posted by: Glenn Fayard | January 29, 2008 at 06:43 PM