Yeah
– I had another one of my unbelievably unbelievable overnight dream scenarios
play out in my unusual subconscious sleepworld last night.
Somehow,
someway, I had carved a career as a manager for a rock band that was made up of
a group of nuns. They sang four-part harmony versions of well-known hymns with
a full-on rock rhythm. We were in the process of putting together a promotional
tour to help sales of our album of Christmas carols, and the band were called
“Wet for Jesus”.
Sometimes
even I wonder what is wrong with me.
RC 7-12-21
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