The nov\u00c2\u00adel\u00c2\u00adist, essay\u00c2\u00adist, and poet, Wen\u00c2\u00addell Berry said he once knew a bar\u00c2\u00adber who refused to give a dis\u00c2\u00adcount to bald\u00c2\u00ading men because his artistry was not in cut\u00c2\u00adting off hair but rather in know\u00c2\u00ading when to stop. Like\u00c2\u00adwise, I pray there is some artistry or at least crafti\u00c2\u00adness in know\u00c2\u00ading when to begin. After much coax\u00c2\u00ading from sev\u00c2\u00aderal mem\u00c2\u00adbers of our dioce\u00c2\u00adsan staff I have finally com\u00c2\u00admit\u00c2\u00adted to sit\u00c2\u00adting down before this com\u00c2\u00adputer to write a blog. In doing so I\u2019ve been told I need to give the blog a name. So here it is: I chris\u00c2\u00adten thee, Midge-buzzings, Mus\u00c2\u00adter\u00c2\u00adings, and Mus\u00c2\u00adings\u201d\u201da name which clearly mer\u00c2\u00adits a brief expla\u00c2\u00adna\u00c2\u00adtion, not merely for the obscu\u00c2\u00adri\u00c2\u00adties embed\u00c2\u00added therein, but because of what such a name sug\u00c2\u00adgests about the content.<\/p>\n