An interesting take on the gospel...

Last one for the night. Dad, this one's for you. :)

Jesus was way cool.
Everybody like Jesus.
Everybody wanted to hang out with him.
Anything he wanted to do, he did.
He turned water into wine,
And if he wanted to,
He could have turned wheat into marijuana,
Sugar into cocaine,
Or vitamin pills into amphetamines.
He walked on the water and swam on the land.
He would tell these stories and people would listen.
He was really cool.
If you were blind or lame,
You just went up to Jesus
And he would put his hands on you and you would be healed.
That's so cool.

He could have played guitar better than Hendrix.
He could have told the future.
He could have baked the most delicious cake in the world.
He could have scored more goals than Wayne Gretsky.
He could have danced better than Barishnikov.
Jesus could have been funnier than any comedian you can think of.

Jesus was way cool.
He told people to eat his body and drink his blood.
That's so cool.
Jesus was so cool.
But then some people got jealous of how cool he was,
So they killed him.
But then he rose from the dead!
He rose from the dead,
Danced around and went up to heaven.
I mean, that's so cool.
Jesus was way cool.
No wonder there are so many Christians.

-- King Missile, "Jesus Was Way Cool"

Old Man Winter finally decides to show up...

Well, one can only dodge the bullet for so long, and Kansas City finally botched its Dodge roll. We've finally gotten our first big accumulating snow of the winter. This is the first time in 187 years that the snows didn't come before New Year's, so needless to say, it's been an odd winter.

Regarding the snow, I'm of two minds about it.

On the one side, my logical side that does all the driving, this is a nuisance. I hate driving in suboptimal conditions, and my little Geo Metro doesn't have the weight or traction to handle slippery roads. I don't like driving in snow at all, and ice even less so. All that part of my mind can hope for is either a quick thaw, or at least fast snowplow and salt work on the roads.

On the other side, the side that appreciates aesthetics, the snow is beautiful. This snow was in big beautiful clumps of flakes that looked like millions of downy feathers as it fell. So many flakes... my mind couldn't comprehend the sheer number of flakes as it tried to count them all. As it landed, the snow was soft and glittery, and coated everything in a couple of inches of white powder. It finally looks like winter.

The irony of all this is that next week (starting Sunday), the weather's supposed to get into the 40s and 50s again, and all the snow will be gone. It's truly been a bizarre, schizophrenic Missouri winter.