weaktwos

While wrangling with the demonic spirits in my sinuses, I was engaging in some channel surfing. Sumo Wrestling was on one of the channels. The sport is lost on me. Two big manssiere candidates square off in a small circle sporting Japanese Monster Thongs and bad hair. Then they converge with a *slap* and engage in 5-10 seconds of thong-gripping, fleshy combat. Sure, I will acknowledge that something this silly has to have centuries of tradition behind it to persist. Still. Not all that exciting.

No wonder "Professional Wrestling" persists.

ETA: Kirk Cameron and a Way of the Master Infomercial. Without my Tivo shows to distract me, I am adrift in a sea of crap. Even more distressing, this did not move me to pick up a book and read. Tsk, tsk.

Seriously, I'm going to go to bed and have nightmares about friendly Christians trying to bring atheists back into the fold by making them be afraid of going to hell in a very calm fashion.