Praise and worship suggestions for those longing to be Left Behind.
Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored!" Why fly with the big flock? Find yourself a rare bird! Put it on your life list -- don't cook it in a pie!
Welcome to "The Dogs Are Bored!" Canines! Have we got canines! Baby bichons, beautiful beagles, darling dachshunds, yummy yorkies, marvelous mutts, and pretty pitties!
Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored," food for thought or something like that since 2005!
Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored!" Meeeowww. Bow wow! SQWAAAAAAAK! ACK ACK ACK!!!!!
Labels: cat blogging
This is an update on the nasty post below about my uncle. Actually it's a short treatise on the Mysteries of Queen Brighid the Bright.
Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored!" Shout-out to bored deities: Come help with my housework! Gone are the days when the economy was humming, and I had good work, and I could stimulate the economy further by hiring a housekeeper! And gone too the housekeeper, may she rest in peace.
Labels: navel gazing
Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored," your premiere outlet for vulture worship on the World Wide Web! Where would we be, I ask you, without vultures? Consider the plight of India, where steroid use in cattle has decimated the vulture population. In its place there's been an explosion of feral dogs -- and decaying carcasses, including the enlightened Farsis who dedicate their mortal remains to the sky.
Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored," reassuring bland blather in a topsy-turvy world! Think of us as as a comfy McDonald's at a rest stop on the turnpike of life. You want to super-size that?
Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored!" Five minutes until scheduled outage! Type fast, Anne!
Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored," where you never know what a well-scripted day will bring! Inevitably some actor's gonna blow the entrance or miss the mark. And another one will pick up the slack. Come to think of it, this is an argument for the holy workings of polytheism.
I believed my daughter The Spare when she said that her teachers at Snobville High would not be showing the inauguration, except the world civ teacher she has from 1:45 to 2:30, when it will be over. So I wrote her a note to come home with her dad.
Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored," occasionally -- very, very occasionally -- tackling a serious topic! Today's is a whopper.
Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored," the mid-life ramblings of no one in particular! Fire ants have a more exciting life than me. But that's okay. Boring is better than catastrophic.
Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored," marvelous manifestations of multiple miracles since 2005! I'm your host, Anne Johnson. If you address me, please be sure to include the "e" on the end of my name. It's a sign of class.
Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored," strolling down memory lane into a day when kids played with toys! When I was young, my sandbox was my best friend.
Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored," painting precious portaits of popular pantheons since 2005! Has a deity done you dirty? Ditch that dud! The soul you save may be your own.
Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored," pondering big questions since 2005! Today's big question: Who cares?
Yesterday I said all of my pets were the picture of health. Alas, my new feral foster kittens, Bamp and Bambi, are deathly ill. Please petition the Goddess Isis on their behalf. I'll do what I can on this end. Sometimes when I foster I just can't believe that any cats make it to adulthood.
Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored!" Have you ever had an "Uh oh" moment, when you opened a work assignment and found it to be three times the load you thought it would be?
Labels: white magic