Last night, Himself and I are laying around in our underwear watching TV. In this show, the guy and girl have broken up and the guy calls in to a radio station to request a song for his girl in the hopes of making up.

Himself remarks, "If we ever broke up, I would call in to a radio station and tell them to play that Titanic song by Celine Dion, dedicated to you. And I would tell them it's because it's your favorite song."

I reply with theatrical gagging noises.

Himself points out, "Well, see, now you have to stay with me. Or else people will think you like Celine Dion."

A pillow fight ensued.

Ahh, romance.

Kurt Vonnegut
1922-2007


“Hello, babies. Welcome to Earth. It’s hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It’s round and wet and crowded. At the outside, babies, you’ve got about a hundred years here. There’s only one rule that I know of, babies — ‘God damn it, you’ve got to be kind.’ ”

-From Vonnegut's God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater

A friend of mine related the following tale to me today:

My eight-year-old daughter just explained the Trinity to me.

She was talking to me about what she sees as illogical, the idea of three-gods-in-one. Apparently, so far, her church has so far taught Jesus as 'son of God'.... rather than 'god, incarnate'.

Anyway - I pointed out that the 'common' conception is that God, Jesus and the Holy Spirit are all 'one'... And she wanted me to explain to her how this might be possible. I admit my failing, and asked her if she could come up with an explanation for me.

This is her answer: (word-for-word, she wrote me a report)
"First, you have God laying down on a metal board with a laser next to him. He cuts off his head and arms and grows them back, then molds his arms and head into Jesus.

Jesus does the same, and takes the skin out of it and leaves the spirit. Then you have all 3 people."

The "No Mister Bond, I Expect You To Die" model of Christianity. I can dig it.