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So, I think there's been some recent blah-ness lately due to well... many, many reasons. *hugs f-list again* And as [livejournal.com profile] zinke wisely told me recently, laughter IS the best medicine, so I hope this post makes everyone laugh at least a little bit.

More below cut if you'd like (and recs). )
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Hi! I just wanted to wish all of you a wonderful holidays! So... Merry Christmas/Happy Hanukkah/Happy Kwanzaa/Happy Holidays! <3

As for the humour... I recently bought a little book at my university bookstore, and I've been reading it in little bits on and off. It's called Plato and a Platypus Walk into a Bar... It's a hilarious but thoughtful philosophical jokeboke, and I recently read a surreptitiously inserted reference to God as a she. (Also to note, the following comments and thoughts are not meant to anyone, and I hope no one finds anything offensive, it IS a joke book at heart.) I then bring this to my sister's attention, and somehow or another our conversation ends up in the strange stream of evidence of his gender (if he has any), and while I take a strict stance of I don't have any, my sister, is still little and eleven and has the funniest understanding of God's gender and ends up asking me:

How do I Know that he didn't have sex with Mary when she got to Heaven?

Anyone has an answer? XD

Anyway, just a last little joke from the same book by Thomas Cathcart and Daniel Klein:

On Pragmatism:

     A woman reports her husband's disappearance to the police. They ask her for a description, and she says, "He's six feet, three inches tall, well-built, with thick, curly hair."
     Her friend says, "What are you talking about? Your husband is five-feet-four, bald, and has a huge belly." 
     And she says, "Who wants that one back?"
     The police say, "Lady, we are asking you for a description of your husband that corresponds to your actual husband."
     The woman responds, "Correspondence, shmorrespondence! Truth cannot be determined solely by epistemological criteria, because the adequacy of those criteria cannot be determined apart from the goals sought and values held. That is to say, in the end, truth is what satisfies, and, God knows, my husband didn't do that."

And with that I hope you all have a wonderful holiday season with lots of comfort, happiness, and laughs. (^_^)



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