One of the guests at the Thanksgiving dinner I attended yesterday was a doctor. Red or white wine? He said grace, after which we got into a discussion about whether or not each of us believed in a higher being. What kind of rice is this? That conversation segued into the difference between being spiritual versus attending a traditional church. Who's got the gravy please? The doctor said that as a scientist he really believed there was a greater force involved in our lives. This pumpkin bread is good.
After dinner, he got out his iPod and proceeded to play the porn
versions of several traditional Christmas songs to much headshaking and
not a little laughter.
Do you want some whipped cream on your, uh, pie?