I spent eleven hours at work today (and last Thursday) literally being poked dozens of times with a sharp object.  By medical students.  They’re always really nice about it.  Sometimes, though, it feels like my own personal cross between Terry Gilliam’s Brazil (movie) and any typical Philip K. Dick scenario.

Tomorrow I’m off to Minneapolis (or was it St. Paul?), Minnesota, for Recently Deceased Uncle #2.  And to meet this Moor, Rashid al-Din. 

This blog entry from an Orthodox Moor mentions his fasting Ramadan in a uniquely MOC way.

From the History and Catechism of the Moorish Orthodox Church of America:

What is Moorish Orthodoxy? What is its "Catechism"?

In effect, there is none. Moorish Orthodoxy is like a mirror in which each seeker beholds a beloved form, each one different.

Mecca, Indiana, Saturday, August 26, 2006 (Gregorian)

Vagabond dervishes travel the damn straight path (Highway 36) from Springfield, Illistan, to Mecca, Indianastan.

Despite the rain and a faulty windshield wiper, my friend Noor & I made it, dj (A)stray's dervish dub blaring from the dented green minivan.

1. You know more about the Assassins and Qalandars than about real Muslims.