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I've neglected you for a long time. Google Reader says there are over 200 things I haven't read. I haven't been twittering like I should. And my Facebook profile is left woefully out of date.

But at least I've been getting eight hours of sleep.

So, I didn't get to visit the gorillas, but the reporter for this story saw them. What caught my eye, though, was this description of the Gorilla's Nest Lodge where we stayed:

That evening, as the sun was setting over the valley, the gardens of the Gorilla Nest Lodge resounded with drums and chants.

In the magic of an African sunset, the garden exploded with sound and movement as a troupe of dancers rushed on to the lawn.

There were lithe young men in long wigs resembling lions' manes, exuberant young women and beaming little girls in white Communion-style dresses.

As they performed traditional Rwandan dances, they tossed their heads, gyrated, twisted and jumped with ecstatic abandon, to the accompaniment of a hypnotic chant that echoed long after they had gone.

I should point out, If you're interested in the stuff I write about here — Orthodoxy, Rwanda, Emacs, Linux, etc. — I've got a few link over on GotNoBlog.com.

Why there and not del.icio.us?

Because I want to do something useful with the domain besides let it be turned it into yet another empty site of spam. And it is similar to what I first saw the name GotNoBlog.

So, I didn't get to visit the gorillas, but the reporter for this story saw them. What caught my eye, though, was this description of the Gorilla's Nest Lodge where we stayed:

That evening, as the sun was setting over the valley, the gardens of the Gorilla Nest Lodge resounded with drums and chants.

In the magic of an African sunset, the garden exploded with sound and movement as a troupe of dancers rushed on to the lawn.

There were lithe young men in long wigs resembling lions' manes, exuberant young women and beaming little girls in white Communion-style dresses.

As they performed traditional Rwandan dances, they tossed their heads, gyrated, twisted and jumped with ecstatic abandon, to the accompaniment of a hypnotic chant that echoed long after they had gone.

I should point out, If you're interested in the stuff I write about here — Orthodoxy, Rwanda, Emacs, Linux, etc. — I've got a few link over on GotNoBlog.com.

Why there and not del.icio.us?

Because I want to do something useful with the domain besides let it be turned it into yet another empty site of spam. And this use (link and comment) it is similar to what I first saw the name GotNoBlog suggested.

Wow! If you read my posts on Orthodoxy, you know I often point to Father Stephen's weblog.

Since his post three days ago — a little ontology lesson on why Hell isn't real — he's gotten 115 comments (five more now that I hit reload on the page).

He does have a sizable readership (in the thousands), but nothing else has generated this much discussion.

I suppose this comment in his first reply is about as clear as you can make it:

Literalism is the bane of Scriptural understanding. Not that there aren’t plenty of “literal” things described. But many times we have to push beyond the literal to arrive at the truth.