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Before I get to the FSM, I would like to say that I spent the weekend in Las Vegas.

Even if you are not a big fan of such things, I always urge people to go to Las Vegas at least once and Mardi Gras at least once. Just for the sheer spectacle.

We stayed at the Mandalay Bay, where they have a huge "wave pool" that makes artificical waves for people to body surf. So we drove 6.5 hours on Friday night (heavy traffic made the drive two hours longer) and then spent half a day Saturday at the Mandalay's wave pool, where people are packed in at the artifical beach at a density that is 5x the most crowded real beach I have ever seen...and at Mandalay's beach, margaritas are $10.50 (add a buck for a blender charge if you don't want it on the rocks, not kidding). The "free" drinks with the cheap liquor are inside for gamblers. And Holly and I live at the real beach! What is wrong with us? But we had a great time, mostly because we got to hang out with our close friends and their kids. We saw Mamma Mia again, and didn't lose any money gambling, because we didn't gamble.

But what about the Flying Spaghetti Monster?! I'm glad you asked. FSM is a new religion; my cousin McKenna told me about it. You can also learn more about it in an article
in the Hartford Courant.

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