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I'd like to start a religion based on John Conway's game of Life. (not the board game with the little cars.)

It'd be hard to translate the rules into human behavior, I admit. But I think we could make decent religious icons out of such mythical beasts as the glider, the glider gun, the R-pentomino. Keep evil spirits away by hanging an eater on your door. That sort of thing.

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Haven't been posting much about goings-on in my life because I've been all introspective lately. The buzz from my influx of gadgets has worn off, and I'm left a little on the down side. I missed a dermatologist's appointment because Aetna's website had a totally wrong address. I missed littledevi's birthday party last night, but at least doubleonad came over to drop off my sunglasses and pick up his DVD's, being kind enough to wait while I watched the last half-hour of one of them. I should keep a bigger supply of beverages so I have something to offer when people come over.

The night before was a night on the town with junkhouse, in which I got him re-addicted to salsa dancing. I really didn't know he had any experience with it, but I knew he was into the music. I think I might start going with him, but I'm timid in that crowd.

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PSA: This week on Something Awful, I think the theme for Awful Sites of the Day are Matrix-based psycho conspiracy sites.

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Christianity, among other religions, demands of its followers a leap outside the realm of logic which I am unwilling to make, and that is the concept of a prophet.

So, thousands of years go by in which people practice one religion, and then all of a sudden, a single prophet or messiah comes down and tells us what God REALLY thinks. This time it's the real deal, and everyone has to practice this whole other way. And there's only one prophet, instead of something like one in every country. Well, one prophet at a time, at least; a lot of prophets seem to like to piggyback off Jesus. But, regardless, there's just one prophet so the followers have to chip in and spread the word, second-hand. And he never sends one to China.

And you can imagine how receptive I might be to the idea of an unending series of human-appointed Popes, each one just as infallible as the last.