I haven't particularly followed the adventures of the "Sisters", this party marking their 20th anniversary, other than catch a few sound bites and chuckle now and then when they made the press. I don't know how this is perceived in the outer world where real people live, but here, life and success are measured in minutes on camera and column inches. Don't think of this in terms of the subject, think more in the sense that life really is but a stage and the Sisters have chosen some of the more flamboyant parts. In addition to Pope Dementia The Last, Sister Vicious Power Hungry Bitch and Sister Roma, No Place Like Rome, stand together in the photograph to the left. I suspect their antics create a certain prickly feeling in some, but that's all right, in matters of faith, this is not one of the more strenuous tests.

I added a new hit counter to the journal page late Saturday, one I found on a journal site, that analyzes visitors right down to the color of their sox. One of the charts lists "referring pages" which I figured out finally is the page that was linked to my journal. Some of them made sense: search engines, my own home page (probably from the listing last week in the Diarist.net Launch section, linked to my home page rather than to my journal page) and one located in England that had me perplexed. There were a bunch of hits so I followed the link back. Shit. What a nice surprise. The Sole Prop was listed in a group of 22 journals that were described as " Depraved Exhibitionism At Its Most Heartwarming", a category with which I have some passing knowledge and not enough experience. Thank you, if you read this. That was all right.