Unhelpful

It took Jesus three days. It took me less than one, and I walked on water yesterday. It squished from under the sod beneath my feet. Unlike Bruce Willis in “The Sixth Sense” who was dead but didn’t realize it, I was dead and was quite aware of the fact. I considered venting my anger at God, but that’s pretty pointless for an atheist.

I received some spam today (and you know I’m a target for some of the weirdest) that was rambling and meandering. It was extra cool because it preached some sort of new-agey “let’s all believe in the same god” vibe, and it had TWO SPACES BETWEEN EVERY WORD! Needless to say, this refreshing spaciousness moved me. Perhaps you would like to laugh along:

Those who claim to know God have made absurd claims. And they behave as if religions are a competition.
We thus find The First Church of Jesus Christ, and The First Baptist Church, and The First Adventist Church.
Are we in a race ? Does it matter who was First ?

Go ahead and read the whole thing if you’d like.

On the domestic front, me and my wife have settled our differences regarding the butter/margarine issue. Now I just use soy cream and minced garlic on everything.