If God lives in our hearts, does that mean he's couchsurfing?

I thought Jesus looked a little too scraggly to have his own home.

Last year I saw him in Seattle, walking down 50th toward I-5, smoking a cigarette and wearing robes and sandals.

Heaven foreclosed on in the mortgage crisis?

Eric Ermshire has not aged a day since 1989.

That is all.

If you know who I am and you want to be Friended, leave a post here identifying yourself.

-R