The Great Icicle of Nigh Death has over the weekend made contact with the roof below. We here at Loome Theological Booksellers experience with this a sort of satisfaction (I liken it to the anticipation of Lent followed by the satisfaction of Easter). Now we await the day and hour (which none but God knows) at which the great mass of it comes slamming down onto said little roof, then with great vigor slides/crashes to the ground below. If we are so blessed, we will at least get to hear the event. Better yet, we may get to see it for the first time in recorded history.