Sitting here contemplating today's Mass readings and wondering if I will ever come up with an opening sentence for the homily, I am plagued by a mosquito or a no-see-um.
It lands on my leg, buzzes around just out of sight, or flashes across my computer screen.
As I vainly search for the little bugger, a scene from The Simpson's pops into my head. . .
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