Weekend at West Palm Springs
Witness the serenity.
The sun is shining and the palms are swaying. Stretched out on the beach, sipping exotic frozen fruity drinks, you bask in the sweet rapture of earthly delights Life seems so good, that for at least this brief moment, you can't help but feel that all is truly well in the world. You fold up your beach towel and head to the car.
There on the windshield, tucked under the drivers side wiper, is a glossy leaflet with artwork vaguely resemblant of the Whitesnake Lovehunter album. Intrigued by the prospect of a local performance of heavy metal, you are inspired to further examination. WTF!! No heavy metal tickets are for sale and no concert imminent.
Instead, there is an offer of free admission to a public discussion on the inevitability of cataclysmic suffering and the end of mankind. This offer is insincerely accompanied by the faint promise that the discussion isn't an attempt to scare people, but is an "analytical approach" to the examination of the biblically inspired apocalypse.
Taking note of the time and place for the big event, you realize that as much as you'd like to see a group of self-selected Jesus slobbering whack jobs seriously discuss religious mythology, you've got scheduling conflicts on the night of the Jehovah's Witnesses "Harshing our Humanity' program.
As fate would have it, the show conflicts with your regularly scheduled meetings with friends on the analytical approaches to properly storming a castle in online World of Warcraft raids.
Enjoy.
The sun is shining and the palms are swaying. Stretched out on the beach, sipping exotic frozen fruity drinks, you bask in the sweet rapture of earthly delights Life seems so good, that for at least this brief moment, you can't help but feel that all is truly well in the world. You fold up your beach towel and head to the car.
There on the windshield, tucked under the drivers side wiper, is a glossy leaflet with artwork vaguely resemblant of the Whitesnake Lovehunter album. Intrigued by the prospect of a local performance of heavy metal, you are inspired to further examination. WTF!! No heavy metal tickets are for sale and no concert imminent.
Instead, there is an offer of free admission to a public discussion on the inevitability of cataclysmic suffering and the end of mankind. This offer is insincerely accompanied by the faint promise that the discussion isn't an attempt to scare people, but is an "analytical approach" to the examination of the biblically inspired apocalypse.
Taking note of the time and place for the big event, you realize that as much as you'd like to see a group of self-selected Jesus slobbering whack jobs seriously discuss religious mythology, you've got scheduling conflicts on the night of the Jehovah's Witnesses "Harshing our Humanity' program.
As fate would have it, the show conflicts with your regularly scheduled meetings with friends on the analytical approaches to properly storming a castle in online World of Warcraft raids.
Enjoy.
