Ash Wednesday

My 13 year old sister asked me what I was going to give up for Ash Wednesday... I said life. She said mee too.

I like how religion is bleh for me now. I like living by my beliefs. My friend @ La Verne says there's going to be this one speaker guy that says that Jebus was ficitonal and made up. He made a book & everything. I kinda want to go just to see what he has to say... then again i could care less. I think when I have kids I don't think i'm going to baptize them or swear them into any religion. I'm giving them that choice. I just think there's wayyyy too many to choose from. Whatevs.

What I always remember is a lovely Bill Hicks quote: "All our beliefs are being challenged now, and rightfully so... they're stupid."

Or his others:

"Christianity has a built-in defense system: anything that questions a belief, no matter how logical the argument is, is the work of Satan by the very fact that it makes you question a belief. It's a very interesting defense mechanism and the only way to get by it -- and believe me, I was raised Southern Baptist -- is to take massive amounts of mushrooms, sit in a field, and just go, "Show me.""

" Fundamentalist Christianity - fascinating. These people actually believe that the the world is 12,000 years old. Swear to God. Based on what? I asked them.

"Well we looked at all the people in the Bible and we added 'em up all the way back to Adam and Eve, their ages: 12,000 years."
Well how fucking scientific, okay. I didn't know that you'd gone to so much trouble. That's good. You believe the world's 12,000 years old?

"That's right."

Okay, I got one word to ask you, a one word question, ready?

"Uh-huh."

Dinosaurs.

You know the world is 12,000 years old and dinosaurs existed, they existed in that time, you'd think it would have been mentioned in the fucking Bible at some point.
"And lo Jesus and the disciples walked to Nazareth. But the trail was blocked by a giant brontosaurus... with a splinter in his paw. And O the disciples did run a shriekin': 'What a big fucking lizard, Lord!' But Jesus was unafraid and he took the splinter from the brontosaurus's paw and the big lizard became his friend.

"And Jesus sent him to Scotland where he lived in a loch for O so many years inviting thousands of American tourists to bring their fat fucking families and their fat dollar bills.

"And oh Scotland did praise the Lord. Thank you Lord, thank you Lord. Thank you Lord.""