…now with 63% more blasphemy!
The true meaning of Christmas is often, I fear, overlooked in this day and age. This Christmas was a back-to-basics kind of holiday for me; in the spirit of remembering the meaning of Christmas, this year’s gifts to Shelly and I included a Baby Jesus Butt Plug, a Virgin Mary dildo, and a copy of Richard Dawkins’ The God Delusion. figment_j gave me the least blasphemous gift, a copy of Robert Heinlein’s Time Enough for Love, and even that has plenty in it to upset the fine upstanding God-fearin’ folk.
But, it did keep me thinking about Jesus for the holidays!
I could write a great deal more, about rum and eggnog and having a part of my intentional family over for several days, but I’m installing Ubuntu Linux on one of my computers and it’s calling for my attention, so perhaps later.