You don't need proof. It is false.

That would suck to have siblings that believe in religion.

It sucks to have family that believe in religion. It's really weird going to synagogue with my mom stepdad and sister and saying grace at Thanksgiving with my extended family.

Everyone says grace and stuff when we're eating at thanksgiving...except for me. I don't even think I should be included with the holiday since it's the celebration of a feast from God or something...I just want the food.

I always forget to say grace and just start eating and then they all stare at me, and my grandpa gives me this lecture about respecting family traditions. And the next year I forget all over again.

Respect the tradition boy. Back in the olden days, when we forgot to say our grace, God would whoop our backsides with a buffalo skin belt. We never forgot to say it since. You kids now got it easy, what with all your techNOLOGY and things, we used to WORK!

Kill the old fool.

My grandfather is a crotchety, old, miserable man. I feel bad for him - belief in God made him that way.

Hey Del do you have a hangover?

I kind of do.

The funny thing is, she's not even that religious. But I remember quite clearly how she wouldn't hang up the phone until she'd convinced Dad to baptize me in the bath tub (and YES, I kept my clothes on.) The whole thing was really quite...strange, especially since my dad's probably not the best person to be baptizing anyone.

Also, everyone's talking about Thanksgiving since it's coming up--or the holidays in general. I hate celebrating Thanksgiving...not really for the religious reason, but rather for the hypocrisy of it all. I tend to agree with my mom on most holidays: it's an excuse for the women to scurry around creating big meals for the men to stuff in their face while the women serve them like idiots. Hence why everyone's been forced to help cook since we hit Junior High--even Dad.

Or, if you look at it in a different light. The women cook primarily because the men can't. Now what would you really want: a feast prepared by males that consists of burnt products and undercooked/overcooked side dishes because most of us don't know how to cook worth a shit (I know how to cook very well, thanku), or would you want it presentable and tidy, only possible by those of a woman who has had experience in the kitchen or someone who is an aspiring chef. As sterotypical as it may be, I'm much more at ease when it's a woman cooking my food kthnx.

I blame my dad for taking the initiative to be the man in the kitchen/over the grill, and burning the already dead flesh enough to make the animal scream from beyond the meat grinder.

Good point on the bad cooking thing.

And if you know how to cook, you should come over to our place and cook for me

I know how to cook...I never said I like to xD. I'm too lazy to do big meals. Uh...what about spaghetti?

I'm for it! Let's do this.

I need Italian sausage, a half lb of ground beef, 2 cans of spaghetti sauce, preferably mushroom flavor, shredded cheese, parmasean cheese, and 1 pack of spaghetti.