God Is So Yesterday

I managed to miss the huge International Blasphemy Day celebrations yesterday -- I suppose there were huge crowds singing sea chanteys about the Virgin Mary and drawing pictures of Muhammad -- but blasphemy has always had a cherished place in my heart. (Back at the book clubs, Ellen and I would periodically talk about doing a "Blasphemy Flyer," with a bunch of James Morrow books, God: The Ultimate Autobiography, and whatever else we had at that point. There were always several books selling well that were deeply offensive to somebody.)

So I guess you should just pretend that I insulted your choice of supernatural props yesterday. I'll try to be more timely next year.