I have discovered, over the years, that the more eccentric I look, the less likely people are to talk to me about religion. I guess the evangelical types figure there's no hope for me anyway, so why expend the effort.

Although my clothes don't make me stand out the way Jilli's do, I've noticed that small town Christian types tend to shy away from me when I'm wearing a leather jacket. Even the conservative brown jacket I used to have.

Huh. I would think they'd be all over you, assuming that you're an extra big score for Jesus.

Every time a Goth accepts Jesus, a whole shitload of angels get their wings.

Good thing Jesse clarified. Because I really thought you were talking about this sorrel, ita. [link] Although it's culinary so it's not like people don't ever eat it.

Huh. I would think they'd be all over you, assuming that you're an extra big score for Jesus.

Apparently I am too scary to approach. Which is hysterical, considering no one, ever, thinks I'm scary or dangerous.

Instead, I get very earnest teens asking me how to become a witch. I point them at my psuedo-sibling, who is a Big Deal in the local Wiccan community. I suspect this is not the answer the Very Earnest Teens are hoping for.

I did spend one plane ride next to a guy who tried to tell me about Jesus, but I gave him a look and he subsided.

A guy I knew, when asked by a stranger if he had accepted Jesus as his lord and savior, replied, "No, but I'm tolerant of those who have."

A guy I knew, when asked by a stranger if he had accepted Jesus as his lord and savior, replied, "No, but I'm tolerant of those who have."

I'M TOTALLY USING THIS!

My purple hair has been a good experience for me. It's interesting to see how people who already know me react. And the people who don't. I get lots of good feedback. I got stopped in a gas station by an older, bearded guy in coveralls who told me he loved it.

A guy I knew, when asked by a stranger if he had accepted Jesus as his lord and savior, replied, "No, but I'm tolerant of those who have."

I am committing this to memory. I did have one awful flight where a woman was worried about my soul and I tried so hard to both be nice and have the conversation end. I ended up failing on both counts. It was years and years and years ago but it was really stressful.

I have no idea what to get Nephlet. Where does one buy a clue for a fourteen year old boy? Because that's what he desperately needs. And I don't know how to wrap that.

A guy I knew, when asked by a stranger if he had accepted Jesus as his lord and savior, replied, "No, but I'm tolerant of those who have."

I think I'm gonna try "Well, I've pledged my immortal soul to Satan, but it's OK with him if I see other deities."

Uh, sorry in advance if I did, bon. Because I am gonna make you drink this.

ita makes me laugh.

I wonder when the next Onerous Task day is? I *still* haven't dealt with FastMac about the defective Mac battery I discovered last October...