Because over the weekend I heard [IRL] and read [on the internets] lots and lots of comments that are insulting to and dismissive of people who celebrate the most holy day of their faith. And it bothers me.)

I hope this wasn't me, Steph. I don't remember talking about Easter, but I am sorry if I said anything offensive by accident.

Oh, honey, no! It wasn't you. Or SA.

I just saw Jehovah again. He remained silent on the variety of sins I have committed since this morning's chastisement.

Oh good. I know I didn't mean to, but tt's one of those "I don't think like a practicing Christian, so I may sometimes say something out of my ass without meaning to" things.

Wil Wheaton totally needs to guest star as the big bad.

Or better yet, Dwight Schultz.

wrod. And all of my holidays are beginning to feel a bit not-festive over the last few years, or you know, non- commemorative.

My conversations with Jehovah, who is, obviously, a crazy little man with a shouting problem and a tendency to dig about in the trash bin (and not the son of any god), are probably offensive to some, and I shall endeavor to remember that my warped sense of humor is not everyone's beautiful cake.

Perkins' update:

I like shrift's sense of humor.

Also, I like being unemployed, at least today, since I am going to take a nap now.

Also, I like being unemployed, at least today, since I am going to take a nap now.

Unemployment, like many things, is good in moderation.

{{Emmett's nose}} {{Hec}} {{JZ}} {{EM}}

Fascinating stuff for the youth, but oh so hard on the adults.