ash wednesday was like vesuvius back in the day... save the bouncers that sneak you in the back door despite your mouthing off and the camera man on the street offering to take your picture then when you decline having the gall to call you "hoodrats in hollywood". a 40 minute wait and a line that wrapped around the block... reminiscent of a bumping club... and i think even vesuvius was more like 20 minutes. popular day, ash wednesday. everybody and their mother anxiously awaited their moment to receive ashes... and as the priest explained at mass the following sunday, many in attendance were unfamiliar to him. well here's to those ashes and to new outlooks and a better way of life. i know that life without coffee & pinterest might just lead to the converting of one household into an insane asylum, but here's hoping our hearts are converted instead!
