i'm about to go out with henry to give his kite a try fly. yesterday and today it's in the 70s; wednesday, we woke to snow on the ground
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I knew last night that I was going to kick myself today if I did not post that you called me last night to say that you'd been to church and you'd learned that I was going to hell.
I once asked a fundie friend whether, if I made it into Limbo (was I a virtuous enough pagan?), they'd come visit me there. We then realized that, if Dante were right, then we'd both be going to Hell for not being Catholic -- which cracked us both up.
Oh, and if you ever get back to WisCon, troublebrewing is a big George-er. One of her local library clerks was, too, and was always entering the $ used to pay the family's late fees. And if she knew I was going to drive through a toll booth, she'd make sure to have me spend some of her money there.
Cue Robert Bloch
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April 26 2009, 00:45:01 UTC
Or perhaps a steel-cage match between Sartre and Milton: "Who is Hell?"
But now I'm wondering (in awe at your politeness) if you ever came across the story of some native american who was being offered baptism before being killed by the inquisition or whoever, and asked "are there more christians in heaven?"
Pack up your sins and go to the devil in Hades You'll meet the finest of gentlemen and the finest of ladies They'd rather be down below than up above Hades is full of thousands of Joneses and Browns, O'Hoolihans, Cohens and Bradys You'll hear a heavenly tune that went to the devil Because the jazz bands They started pickin' it Then put a trick in it A jazzy kick in it They've got a couple of old reformers in Heaven Making them go to bed at eleven Pack up your sins and go to the devil And you'll never have to go to bed at all.
Later the song references Mr. Devil and describes him as having "nothing on his mind but a couple of horns." Isn't that glorious?
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I knew last night that I was going to kick myself today if I did not post that you called me last night to say that you'd been to church and you'd learned that I was going to hell.
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Yeah, witnessing, not always FTW.
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But now I'm wondering (in awe at your politeness) if you ever came across the story of some native american who was being offered baptism before being killed by the inquisition or whoever, and asked "are there more christians in heaven?"
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Pack up your sins and go to the devil in Hades
You'll meet the finest of gentlemen and the finest of ladies
They'd rather be down below than up above
Hades is full of thousands of
Joneses and Browns, O'Hoolihans, Cohens and Bradys
You'll hear a heavenly tune that went to the devil
Because the jazz bands
They started pickin' it
Then put a trick in it
A jazzy kick in it
They've got a couple of old reformers in Heaven
Making them go to bed at eleven
Pack up your sins and go to the devil
And you'll never have to go to bed at all.
Later the song references Mr. Devil and describes him as having "nothing on his mind but a couple of horns." Isn't that glorious?
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