Meet Mr. Noodles, the assassin.
Just last month I was sitting at my desk working on the family’s stamp album. After a few hours of intense hobbying, I decided to stand up, only to discover that someone had tied me to the chair. Looking closer I saw, to my astonishment, that someone had wrapped my legs to the chair with a large quantity of green twine. In fact, the whole room was garlanded with twine. The assassin was perched on the chair planning his next move which I believe was to set the house on fire, knowing I could not escape.
That night, he carefully placed a broom across the bedroom door at shin height and sat nearby, waiting for me to trip in the dark, which I surely did, without harm. So why do I love this little monster so much?
Meanwhile, today is the first day of Lent, the solemn day we remember Adam and Eve’s expulsion from the Garden of Eden.
Adam was rightly exiled from Eden for not keeping
Thy one commandment, O Savior. But what shall
I suffer who am always rejecting They living words?
Venerable Prochorus of the Kiev Near Caves