You could knock all 7 spiritual works of mercy off the list by sending an anonymous donation to that poor "liturgical" musician so he (or maybe she! Remember, there's a pic of a pony-tailed girl banging away on a drum set and described as a "Hardcore Catholic" musician in the most recent issue of Pastoral Musician Magazine!) could pay the registration fee for the colloquium.

I shouldn't be this vinegary just before Christmas. I'm likely to be visited by the ghost of Joseph Paluch and who knows who else on Christmas Eve as I sit there in the cold and dark of my apartment nursing a tin cup full of tepid gruel, after force-feeding the Graduale Simplex communion chant for Christmas Eve to my choir.