GOODBYE OLD HAG WINTER!

HELLO SPRING!

genties & ladlemen,

some of you may have heard that that den of passion, that collection of countries called the Ewe Ess Eh is having another election to determine WHO WILL BE THE NEXT RESIDENT OF THE EWE ESS EH (cue reverb).

In the Ewe Ess Eh, their elections are spectacles, are a participatory sport where people get their passion on and out to show to everyone.

WOOT!

And the candidates!  They read like slash fiction

genties & ladlemen,

a heads up for a new book that might be up some of your alleys that is a-comin.

It's going to be called "Stop worrying...there probably is an afterlife" and will be written by the modowner of the daily grail, a site dedicated to model agnostics everywhere.

He's written more than a few books.  I'll let him speak for it, just click me for an explanation.

In 2oo8 Time magazine sat down with Astrophysicist Neil deGrasse Tyson and asked him 10 questions.

One of them was "What is the most astounding fact you can share with us about the universe?"

This was his answer

genties & ladlemen,

the purpose of this thread is going to be us positing a situation and then asking of others "What would you do?"

Ok, here is the situation I am positing

genties & ladlemen,

another thought experiment for you all to participate it.

Imagine you are home and you have no pressing business at hand.  You have enough time to relax.

Your doorbell-equivalent rings and you answer it and there, right there, is Satan.  He says "sorry to bother you, but I have to do this.  Is there anything you'd like to ask me or do to me?"

It is assumed that you somehow know this is Satan & that He is telling the truth.

Genties & ladlemen,

What do you think of, what comes to mind, heart, soul, when you think of the Garden of Eden?  An actual place, a state of being, tales told around the fireside?

Please feel free to riff on the many things it brings forth in you.  Songs, stories, poems, paintings, anti-religious rants, whatever.

I'll begin with this, from that wonderful series, "The Symphony of Science"

genties & ladlemen,

my father has visitors in the night.  He will only see one, like in his bath or sink.

Our friend, La Cucaracha.

And I was wondering if any of you have had experience with these beasties?  Should one be concerned at all?

Dear Cancer,

You are part of life's dance, an alchemical transformation of us into tumours.

Montana is a beautiful land, made of white mud that induces splits if you're not careful, the magical Rockies with their vast single organism that we call Aspen trees (I still think of the soft drink whenever I read or hear that name), flat land that goes on and on for 3 days of driving and fields and fields, hills and hills...

It's easy to get complacent.  To even get cynical at all the varying sillynesses that domesticated primates do and think.