Immaculate Mary

Well it's officially the holiday season. I had an argument with a cab driver yesterday about the merits of Mary as a strong figure in the Catholic church. I told him Mary was born without sin. He said, no she wasn't. All I could think of was, I'm a bad Catholic. And I'm really late for this meeting.

Nice cult people

I think Scientologists are the nicest, most well-spoken cult people I've ever met. I often run into them handing out fliers in Dupont and asking me to join for a two-minute tour. I have to say, every single one of them has been such so cultishly cordial.

Short people

I saw a short man and a short woman holding hands on the street today. They were the littlest people I'd ever seen. Well, aside from actual little people. And I thought, well I'm sure glad they found each other.

Pie

My aunt generously donated one of her fantastic pumpkin pies to me last week. Back in my lonesome apartment, I have been eating it out of the pan with a fork. No slices. No plates. Just pure unadulterated pie. I figured, why the hell not. It's my pie.