Occasional Holy Man, Indifferent Bassist, Expelled Philosopher, and Maladroit Luthier Who Offers Stray, Provocative, and Insouciant Thoughts about Religion, Archaeology, Human Foible, Surfing, Interesting People, and Quirky Music. "Sent down" from Oxford. [Also, "alot" is not a word.]
A few years ago I was asked to give the Memorial Day invocation at an auto race track [it shall remain unnamed]. The young person who issued the organization's invitation asked that I not mention God in my prayer. Yeah, that didn't happen.