In a new documentary, Producer Cameron and his director, Simcha Jacobovici, make the starting claim that Jesus wasn't resurrected --the cornerstone of Christian faith-- and that his burial cave was discovered near Jerusalem. And, get this, Jesus sired a son with Mary Magdelene.

No, it's not a re-make of "The Da Vinci Codes'. It's supposed to be true.

I was under the impression that there's very little evidence that Jesus actually lived.

Anyway,

...film-makers Cameron and Jacobovici claim to have amassed evidence through DNA tests, archeological evidence and Biblical studies, that the 10 coffins belong to Jesus and his family.

Ever the showman, (Why does this remind me of the impresario in another movie,"King Kong", whose hubris blinds him to the dangers of an angry and very large ape?) Cameron is holding a New York press conference on Monday at which he will reveal three coffins, supposedly those of Jesus of Nazareth, his mother Mary and Mary Magdalene.

I remain skeptical. And am confused by the "DNA evidence." It's not like there's a long line of Jesus' descendants that we know of....

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Uh oh -- I just realized that I mis-wrote the notes I took off the computer and into the kitchen for the bread making, and used twice as much yeast as I was supposed to ! What's going to happen? Will it take over my whole kitchen??

Wasn't there an episode of I Love Lucy about that very same thing?

Heh. Well, I guess I have to go to bed now, and hope for the best.

Jesse, it won't make a bit of difference. It might rise faster, but that's not really an issue with this recipe.

ETA: Although I am now picturing the opening scene of The Blob. Or was it Son of Blob?

I had cookies and ice cream, and before that I made garlic rice with pine nuts (and bell peppers and onion and asparagus) and a melon & jicama salad. So I am done being shrift's food twin for the day, but it was yum. I did not defrost the banana bread, though. It is still in the freezer so I can have it when I come home.

Now I need to freaking sleep sometime before four in the morning so I can get up, prep a recording session, go to church, hold the recording session, drive to New Mexico and have a week of classes, drive to Kansas and beg for money, drive home and immediately teach private lessons. Then collapse.

Sick sick or pregnancy sick?

Cindy, sick sick. I have been coughing like crazy for over a week. My ribs are actually incredibly sore and if I pop my sternum, I'm going to be pissed. My ob, though, is the mostly pragmatic type. She said I don't have pneumonia, but nor is she convinced I have a sinus infection. She prescribed cough syrup with codeine. I know that is the horror of most pregnant people, many of whom in my life have shouted, "you can't take medicine!" But actually, I can't sleep either, so better limited codeine and more rest.

Anyhow I have two sestinas to write for my next poetry class (ARGH) and I was told I need to turn in my thesis proposal and have it approved before the end of summer so I can take a leave of absence in peace. Which means, I go back to grad school tomorrow in order to try to crank this out.

Sigh.

Did I share my banana bread here last weekend? Kind of made up a recipe, and it was soooo good. Blueberry almond. (And also fat-free, high fiber, pretty low sugar, as it turned out. Though I didn't tell that to the people at work when I brought it in, with the exception of the one person I know is doing WW.) In my lj (brendalu) if anyone wants.

It sounded so good, brenda. Mmmm.

It really was. It didn't have that heavy texture that fat-free baked goods sometimes have, and the almond added a really interesting note. And it was entirely from things I had on hand - TJs frozen berries, some bananas I didn't get around to, etc.

My mom used to do a lemon poundcake and drizzle on top some lemon juice mixed with white sugar - not quite a glaze, just a little kick on top. I think I'll try to do that the next time I make this. But either way, it seriously rocked. I have kind of a knack for freestyle baking.