The days are long and the years are short

Chess, the Cold War musical. We saw it with starstraf and sweetie. It was in Arlington, so we had to go to Virginia. We actually approached from Rock Creek Parkway and Potomac Park, so we went under the patio of the Kennedy Center.

All the signature songs went off well. My favorite is Anthem. starstraf 's sweetie likes "Nobody on Nobody's Side" best. The ensemble dancers were a bit cheesy, which grew on us over the course of the play.

Some times I really shouldn't try and make up the subject before typing the post.

Heard the news today, oh boy. It sounded like a white-on-black hate crime at first and made me think about "The most segregated hour in America is 10 am on a Sunday". I want to talk about that, even though the connection to the news was disproved in the next report.

My particular church has always had a motto of welcoming. The first pastor had to be publicly corrected to stop allowing non-Catholics to take communion. (Apparently, Vatican II was confusing at first and needed to be explained.) But when I was a child, the church (and school) were only integrated by adopted children from Asia.

Now my church has a sister church in Haiti. Not only do they trade priests for a week or two twice a year, but a few families were sponsored. And that made us known as a friendly place for French-speaking African immigrants. And it is *integrated*, not replaced. So my Sundays are *not* the most segregated time of my week.

That's all. An observation, and an old quote.