From the kitchen sink:
Want more proof that God has a sense of humor (apart from the oft-cited duckbilled platypus)? A Norwegian woman turned on her faucet the other day and beer came out. Now I've heard of Jesus turning water to wine, but ain't this something else. I'll leave inquisitive Stitch fans to discover the details of the tale for themselves.
In other news, two women of ill-repute and their pimp robbed a man on his way to Bible study. No, really. One woman knocked on his door and offered him a free strip-of-gram. The man agreed, but then found himself held at knife-point by the other two, who were waiting outside. Turns out the man owed the second woman money for sex (though she fell asleep on another occasion). The three managed to steal the man's Viagra, but couldn't take his car because he had run out of gas. Should have left early for Bible study, buddy.
Muammar thinks Libya is the only true democracy on Earth. Really.
Nature is now a musical. I'm gonna be a Broadway star--oh come on!
Elk do find llamas attactive. Who knew? (NSFW, perhaps)
American taxpayer dollars are being used to fix washing machines in Iraq....with hand grenades.
Snakes on a Plane...the trailer. (finally, a real one.) It looks too good to be true.
SLJ: Enough is enough; I've had it with these snakes.
George Dubya is an easy target--Clinton as well.
Mr. T killed Tupac.
Now, I have no love for rollerbladers, but anyone who can pull off a 200m grind deserves a bit of respect. Word.
Alright, that's it for now, kiddies. Later.
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You can leave Gretchen at home, I don't want to know what goes on between the two of you.
Never been to Boulder, though I'd love to have a reason ti see it. I did spend time in Denver as a kid - and in that famous mining town up in the mts. - you know, where the opera house is, Leadville. Funny name for a source of silver. Baby Doe Tabor was a star there, and married that tycoon, then froze to death in one of his mines.
This was my first ever pregnancy test. And I did get audited once - you're trying to get me to write about the Scientologists now, aren't you? They are such freaks. Some day, once you've graduated, go to clambake.org.
If you want to guide the spiritual life of my unborn (which at the rate I'm going might be never born), I'll need to ask just what sort of God you kneel before. Is it Ganesha? And I'll certainly have to know what type of Law you intend to practice.
I suspect the Stitch has got a lot of heart. And, I have yet to feel a qualm with any of your attitudes, so you're probably well suited.
Come to think of it, this reminds me of my fledgling theory about aesthetics and religion. To me, and this might at first seem superficial, your sensation of the aesthetics of a place or thing directly inform your feeling and sense of love for it. This is partly why the Mormons and the Thetans left me so cold. It's almost like you have an intuitive understanding of the psyche of it via its colors, texture and structure - that is, if a thing can be said to have a psyche. Modern Christian churches are just plain stale for me - where's the lifeblood? Where's the heat? The old ones are beautiful, and I have an aesthetic attraction to Catholicism, but egad those people are dangerous.
I just know you'd be fun to talk to, I'm sure I'd learn a thing or two, but instead I just talk at you. Sorry for going on. You haven't the time. Still, when's your birthday? I'll mail you a copy of the tome. You can use it as a prop for your door.
Finally, a friend works at New Line Cinema, and I was giving him a hard time about Snakes on a Plane (which is a natural double feature with that new movie, Slither), as I was trying to ascertain if it's at all tongue in cheek. He said it contained lines like, "it went down faster than a Thai hooker."
Ooh, my word verification code reads "zimmrzvl." That sounds like it should be an instrument used in Klezmer.
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