and perhaps just because I so enjoy being out of order (in and out of time), HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU... may this year bring an end to your virginity once and for all (oh don't my friends have to have absurbldy irreverence senses of humor?)...

go ahead now, wish her your very own wish for her birthday...

you know I'll wait...

ok then... before we proceed into this new entry today (the title has you all excited, right?... no?... oh, then you might not get the reference... see here for more), let's review...

hey, did the DLand colors just change?...

anyway, before we proceed, I remind you that our deadline is fast approaching for augustdream's tuition for EMT school and I cheer those of you who've helped, but my wallet (that's been promised to cover the tuition if at all possible) is biting my butt (lucky I don't keep it in a front pocket, huh?) about my promise... so please head over to Nicole's diary and click the pay pal link and give a little... or send a check (PO Box 780398, Orlando FL 32878) and feel wonderful about helping a friend...

there's also those blog exchange traffic generating things... join and we'll all get more visitors, or so the theory goes...

and send hope to our friends in Mississippi and Louisiana...

for the children...

for yourselves...

past entries can be found on the left, along with other words I think you'll find worth reading even more than mine... but first, please continue reading this entry because it was written just for you and we're bound to get to the point sooner or later...

and now, still before getting into the entry as described by the title (or something like that), I rave about yet another writer who has enthralled, enchanted, excited, and otherwise energized me (and just imagine, we're only using e adjectives so far)... as examples I offer the clever (or brillant) Cliche-O-Matic...

the challenging (and often amusing) Punchline Game...

the mind-stretching (and sometimes blowing) dictionary of wherethehellwasi...

there is much more, but I urge caution so as not to overload synapses...

it's better than finding the Burger King behind a tree you just felled...

and then, somewhere between reflections on the blog exchange industry, the occasionaly fact checking and the relatively constant dreaming of a computer that could handle limewire, I found religion...

yes me, High Honcho of the church of the massive nothingness, Kimpuba Dadactic of the infinite everything, Supreme Grand Master Theorist and Agnostitician, and devout follower of the number 42, found GOD...

for now, we can call GOD by the name of the presense He or She presents to us, FSM or the Flying Spaghetti Monster, as He appeared to the Prophet Bobby (who has an impressive resume, including the ability to BS in Physics himself), who wrote to the Kansas School Board (and others) to protest, as far as I can tell, the teaching of a single version of creationism, a movement known as Intelligent Design in the science curriculum of public schools (seriously)...

there is much scientific evidence for the existence of FSM, or GOD, as noted physicist James Reed has been channelling the FSM through his etch-a-sketch since he was a young child...

checking The Good Book of the Church of the FSM, we find support by such internet notables as BoingBoing, The Guardian, The NY Times, and it's noted in the Wikipedia...

devout followers wear a tattooed image of the holy being, who is usually designated as He or Him, though there is growing speculation that the FSM is a She... I offer further sightings of FSM by respected members of the community, highly educated scientists, and from ordinary people like you and me...

Sighting 18 � (in cave drawings)
Sighting 22 � (human DNA)
Sighting 23 � (in the sky)
Sighting 139 � (on the beach)
Sighting 42 � (in a beverage)

many additional sightings can be found here...

ah, the delight of intelligent thought... the wisdom of clever humor... the stupidity of those who'd try to rule the world...

the serious point here is that the FSM is making people, you, me, and lots of others, take a good look at the ploy the religious right is currently using to get old time religion, specifically creationism, into Science classes in schools...

the real issue is stated well in an article in the student newspaper of George Washington University and this article in The Star-Tribute of Minneapolis-St. Paul...

ironically, teachers forced to add creationism to the science classroom may now be asked by the media and popular opinion to account for the fact that there is more than one version of creationism and each are relatively equally valid when examined by scientific method... so each should be given equal time in the classroom, to be fair...

in other words, the current religious right Christians-are-good-and-everyone-else-goes-to-hell leadership may have shot themselves in the foot by pushing "Intelligent Design" down the throats of scientists in schools...

but it really is so much more fun just to worship the great and powerful Flying Spaghetti Monster, isn't it?...

I just wish the T-Shirts came in more colors...

and weren't so expensive...

and I really wish I was more awake and had more time and talent because a really great writer could have made this subject so much more amusing...

but seriously, remember:

"I think that part of education is to expose people to different schools of thought. You're asking me whether or not people ought to be exposed to different ideas, the answer is yes." --George W. Bush, President of the United States of America.

"All points of view should be available to students studying the origins of mankind." --Senator John McCain

"[Evolution] is not a fact . . . We're dealing with censorship here. If we only taught Shakespeare in English class, that wouldn't be fair." -- Senator Chris Buttars

I did mention recently that I'd even discuss religion (of course in my own odd way) to inspire conversation and get more attention for my own nefarious (or at least selfish) reasons... of course if you'd rather discuss something more intelligent, I am more than willing to move along to whatever is on your mind...

I am also available for chocolate eating contests, all night movie marathons, daily physical workouts, and deflowering virgins, I mean, in case such services are required...

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