I must be having a week. Mister Kitty deigned to abandon upstairs, vigorously wash Loki's head, and curl up next to him on the couch with me. He doesn't spend much time downstairs these days.

I like having all my cats in the room with me, even if Devi's on the other side in her foam cube. Loki's against my butt with MK right there in the crook of my knees. Warm things.

Yeah, this is why I give people who grew up in Scientology a pass -- on its face, it's no crazier-sounding than most religions. Before you start hearing about how some guy just made it up to see what would happen. And all the business aspect. Anyway, my point is, religion freaky.

Poor Mac. Christianity is hard.

Wallybee and I have been attending a "look after your baby" seminar series at her church. (Well, I missed the second one, because I was, y'know, looking after our baby.) Tuesday night was the third and final session, on spiritual care (so this was the religion-heavy portion). I was greatly impressed that in the middle of discussion on how to raise good Christian babies, they found time to smipe at other denominations (over the issue of timing of baptisms, FWIW).

Erin, your guy onna bike injuring squirrel and deciding to end its suffering just reminded me of one of my favorite scenes from Local Hero.

"We just ran over this rabbit. It's not going to live."

"We should put it out of its misery."

"How would we do that?"

"Hit it with something hard."

"We already did that."

Your milkshake brought all the rodents to the yard.

Cranberry and soda. Out the nose.

Before you start hearing about how some guy just made it up to see what would happen. And all the business aspect.

Just last night, Pete and my pseudo-sibling Jeff were telling me "NO, YOU MAY NOT START A CULT".

Dad, however, was encouraging me.

Bwah! You people are funny tonight.

I was at Ash Wednesday services, repenting, LIKE MANY OF YOU NEED TO.

HA! I repent. I repent of eating pasta today so I can't, in fact, give it up for Lent. Muwahaha. I'm thinking maybe, fast food instead? Since I am obviously doing this half-assedly, I have to give up something I didn't already have today, which rules out pop, cheese, sweets, coffee, and obviously, pasta.

Maybe I should give up half-assedness.

And anyway, I feel for mac. The Crucifixion is upsetting and weird. He's not wrong.

The Crucifixion thing reminds me - did any of you see Passion of the Christ? I wasn't One of You back then so I don't know.

Jilli, I would totally join your cult, but I'm already in Clovis's.

Jilli, I would totally join your cult, but I'm already in Clovis's.

And he is damn smug about that. I guess I'll settle for being a high-ranking leader in Clovis's cult.

And he is damn smug about that. I guess I'll settle for being a high-ranking leader in Clovis's cult.

I am only a minion in his version of the Sea Org, but I hope one day to attain some sort of status.

I'm pretty open-minded, tell me more about your cult...