My Hill

[Griffin NoName]

Sleep now 8 a..m. to 18:00 p.m. on My Hill

[Darlica]

I finally got some proper photo editing and drawing programs on the computer on my My Hill.

[pieces o nine]

I was just almost Witnessed To, ZOMG!!11one! on my hill.


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I declined the Little Red Bible Study Book with, "I'll pass, thank you."

I had to say it twice, at which She blanched and gasped, "Did you say you're agnostic?"

He tried to pull her off my porch and leave, as I shook my head, smiled, and said, "No, I said, 'I'll pass, thank you'." 

I still heard them *not* leaving, so I cracked the door after about ten seconds and She was still hissing, "She *said* she's an agnostic! I'm sure I heard that!"

*closes door, laughs to self, then bitterly regrets not claiming to be CoS*

[Griffin NoName]

Slept from 6 am to 22:00 pm on My Hill. Unpleasant.

[Aggie]

*closes door, laughs to self, then bitterly regrets not claiming to be CoS*[/size]

I keep LaVey's little black Bible on my shelf next to a couple of versions of the Xian one, the Koran, the Book of Mormon, the Bhagavad-Gita, some Buddhist literature (I'm lacking a Tanakh I suppose) and a smattering of more modern religious and philosophical writings.  It's a pity that nobody has stopped by to talk about God yet. I'd cook them some spaghetti and have quite a chat. 


I must remember to put an image of His Noodliness up at work. My co-chef's aligned with the CoS (not formally practicing, but keeps a copy of LaVey about. The pentagram tattoo on his left hand and the SINNER tattoo in Old English lettering across his throat make it somewhat easy to guess), but most of the crew's just generally godless. No reason not to make Pastafarianism the official religion... we are a pasta place for the most part. Loose morals? Oh, we've got that covered, don't you worry. 

_{There's a reason that I used to lay claim to the title of False Prophet of the FSM with some authority; I've been slinging spaghetti in the shadow of a beer factory since I got my driver's license.  For that matter, said co-chef was married to a stripper and still DJs at the local strip club - he's currently working on putting on a Ladies' Night (as a promoter) at the club, proof that the Stripper Factory churns out both genders.}

[Aphos]

This is my hill, and I have the lions to keep it that way.

[pieces o nine]

I keep LaVey's little black Bible on my shelf next to a couple of versions of the Xian one, the Koran, the Book of Mormon, the Bhagavad-Gita, some Buddhist literature (I'm lacking a Tanakh I suppose) and a smattering of more modern religious and philosophical writings.  It's a pity that nobody has stopped by to talk about God yet. I'd cook them some spaghetti and have quite a chat. 

My dad used to stack copies of their church newspaper next to the door until there were enough to put in a recycling bag. He *claimed* it was so he could offer copies of The West Nebraska Register to any JW's who might stop by his Hill, offering copies of The Watchtower.

Aggie, sounds like you have a great Hill, over all. 

[Aggie]

Aggie, sounds like you have a great Hill, over all.  

Our province claimed to be the Best Place on Earth until recently (they dropped this rather unhumble slogan about a year ago):



I believe that's an overstatement, but it's not too far off in terms of personal liberty.  We have a reputation with the rest of Canada as being weird, unfriendly*, and godless _{(and stoned)} but it goes hand-in-hand with a do-as-thou-shalt attitude and a widespread commitment to living a pleasant lifestyle surrounded by people with similar interests.

_{*standoffish and cliquey is perhaps more accurate; I'd say we tend to be quite loyal and have long-lasting friendships, but are less welcoming to strangers than some folks.}

Perhaps our openness to alternative faith-paths has something to do with a previous decades-long slogan for the province, telling us it was 'supernatural':


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Eating a proper breakfast of porridge and fruit on my Hill, instead of yesterday's chocolate-cake-and-bacon fiasco.  

[Griffin NoName]

Apathetic on My Hill. Staring at Aggie's Hill.

[Sibling Zono (anon1mat0)]

Trying to solve a mystery on My Hill.

[Griffin NoName]

Sending Watson to Zono's Hill from My Hill.

[Sibling Zono (anon1mat0)]

I hope Watson is fully versed in TCP/IP

[Griffin NoName]

On Your Hill, or My Hill?

[Sibling Zono (anon1mat0)]

From your hill to mine.

[Griffin NoName]

Sending bottle of TCP to Zono's  Hill from My Hill.