Full disclosure - I am not a church goer nor particularly religious. I know it works for a lot of people and I'm totally cool with that, I'm just not one of them. When I was getting married 5 years ago I was in need of a person of the cloth, and my good buddy SSmith was nice enough to introduce me to his good friend Nate. Nate is a UU Minister, hardcore roadie, and now my friend.
We had made plans to go training together this coming Monday, MLK day, but weather is conspiring to cancel it. We exchanged the following mails this morning:
So of course the one day when the temperature is actually going up, the snow is going to come down. What's the point of spirituality if you can't control the weather?
(Him) Fuckity, fuckity, fuckity, fuck – in the last week I have come down with strep throat, slipped on the ice and bruised my wrist, spent $200 on my car that needed a new battery, and then strained my back…vacuuming my bedroom (don’t say a fucking word).
Is there any doubt I chose correctly?