how perfectly swell: matthew prins (or matt prins, or thew, or...oh, you don't care) alone with his stupidity
Warning: POSSIBLE SPOILERS FOR EASTER!!!
I don't want to ruin it for anyone, but I saw the cover of this coming Sunday's bulletin at my church, and it said, "He is risen!" There are a few different interpretations for that statement, I suppose, especially since there's only an implied antecedent for "he." And I don't want to impetuously get anyone's hopes up who was hoping that Jesus would rise from the dead in the next few days. Still, that short sentence does radiate some vague optimism, so I thought some of you might be interested.
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.