Daily Archive: November 19, 2003

Raindrops keep falling on my head! But that doesn’t mean my eyes will soon be turning red, crying’s not for me, oh, I’m never gonna stop the rain by complaining… The rain may fall mainly on the plain in Spain, but here in Lund, it falls EVERYWHERE. And lots of it. It’s been pouring since I got to work and no signs of it letting up, according to the solid wall of white above us. I got the news a couple of days ago that my great-aunt Flossie passed away on Sunday evening. She was 98 years old and apparently...

After Quasimodo’s death, the bishop of the Cathedral of Notre Dame sent out word through the streets of Paris that he needed a new bell ringer. He chose to audition applicants for the job himself, and climbed up into the belfry tower with the first handful that applied. Having heard and dismissed each of them, he was about to call it a day when an armless man came dashing up the stairs and exclaimed, “Our Grace, please allow me to audition as your bell ringer!” The Bishop was stunned. “But, my good man, you have no arms.” “No matter,” the...