Occasional Holy Man, Maladroit Carpenter, and New Wave Bassist Offering Stray, Provocative, and Insouciant Thoughts about Religion, Archaeology, Human Foible, Surfing, Interesting People, and Quirky Music. Champion of the Oxford Comma [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.