Showing posts with label Religion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Religion. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Bananas!


I'll never sleep again. **




** The bananas that you buy at the store are a mutant strain of the plantain, first cultivated by Jean Francois Poujot in Jamaica in 1836.

Friday, March 30, 2007

Method

Saturday, March 17, 2007

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

Things ...

... to remember in 2007.

1. A choice is not a value, no matter how good it makes you feel about yourself.

2. Once you discard evidence as a requirement for proof and are willing to take things on faith, you have the capacity to believe absolutely anything.

Thursday, March 23, 2006

Waiver

If you want to become a Scientologist, you have to sign a release.

Scientology Waiver

Those people are fucking crazy, and that, gentle reader, is from first hand experience. One fine day I shall regail you all with that fascinating tale of Religions and ISPs, but not today. Certainly not with ten days left until the show I'm on is supposed to be done.

Saturday, February 11, 2006

Cold

It's gotten warmer lately, but for a while where I live it was getting pretty cold at night. Down around 40 or so. Since we're up in the desert, it's nice during the day pretty much all winter, but at night, look out. So a couple of weeks ago, neither my wife or I wanted to cook. I can't honestly even remember why, so we jetted over to In-And-Out with the kids to grab a quick burger. I'm pretty sure it was a Friday, it was crowded. Not too many empty tables apart from the one right behind where I was sitting. Which is where the homeless guy sat down. Have I mentioned that it was fucking cold? Anyway, after a few minutes it's obvious that he's not going to buy anything, he's just trying to get in out of the cold. I figure that it's only a matter of time before the manager runs him off. So I went up to the counter and bought him a double-double, fries and a coke. I filled up the cup at the soda fountain and gave the guy the coke and the receipt and told him, "number 36 is you". Now, of course there's a point here. I'm not trying to break my arm patting myself on the back, but that restaurant was fucking full of Good Old Fashioned Americans. Christian Americans. People are throwing their leftover food away for fuck's sake and that poor bastard is just sitting there. I'm, and I hate calling myself this, but it's easier sometimes to just put a label on things, an atheist. And I was the one that stepped up. I'm so sick of the argument that you can't have morality without Christianity. That's bullshit. The utter self-servingness of it just pisses me off.

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

We're all Danes now.

Thursday, February 02, 2006

God

If your answer to the age-old question "does God exist" is "yes", invariably, the only logical follow up question is, "Why is he such an asshole?"