Day 68

Title: Tickling Jesus With a Spear

Two days in a row I've been in a church. Today's was at a catholic high school where Ally's cousin and her son got baptized. When they were taking pictures, they said "jesus" all creepy instead of cheese. I was "inappropriately attired" because nobody told me that there was a dress code at Uncle God's house.

Two of these three pictures depict distress as I see it. The other one doesn't really show much of anything.

Last time I was in a church it was my aunt Maria's funeral and it was blizzarding out. She used to own a little hair salon in Lafayette and she cut my hair until I was in about 8th grade when my sister took over. She still cuts it (my sister, not Maria. I guess that was probably obvious). Someone asked me recently if she does a good job. I told him that he's the one that looks at me almost every day and maybe he should tell ME if she does a good job.

I spent about 5 minutes tonight making a masturbatory motion to get refried beans out of their can.