no. 619 – Hypothetical Blasphemy

Have you ever had to go pee so badly but had to hold it because you were either in a car with no rest areas in sight or a meeting that drones on and on so that by the time you get to go you swear you saw God, or at least heard angels sing?

OK. I’m done talking about religion now, I swear.

In other news, I will try my ever-lovin’ hardest not to end up as a story on this site since it appears to be an almost certainty that I will be going from a soccer-mom-mobile driver to an ugly-tailgating, merge-deficient,  and self-absorbed, minivan driver. Not much different than my blogging, really.