Two Degrees of Separation From Toxic Clown

 Puddles' Pity Party is one heck of a performance artist. And he's a fine singer, too. This sugar-soaked cover version of Brittany Spears' hit, "Toxic" is one of his very best. And, oh yeah, I'm friends with his kick-ass sister, Cathy, too.

Yee - Ster

 

Today is the holiday known as Easter. The time of renewal and rebirth and reincarnation and reanimation and resurection. Spring. Little sprouts shooting up from the ground where only dead leaves and brush had been just days before. 

If you know me by now, you know I don't believe that Christian story about that dude known as Jesus, rising from the grave. I think it is all a metaphor. As I've said before, the greatest zombie story ever told.  The above image is my most favorite cartoon - never published - by Gary Larson, who created the comic, The Far Side.

I've written about organized religion before, and how from a very, very early age I have had a very difficult time with it. I still firmly believe that organized religion is the true anti-christ. A means to control the population by calling beautiful people "sinners" and telling them they will go to "hell" for their wickedness. 

I'm tired of fighting. I am feeling better and continue to improve but I still have pain in my abdomen. There are probably still tumors on my lungs and stomach and liver and on other organs. Tumors or mold lesions. Take your pick. I go to another gynecologist/oncologist tomorrow but not sure what he will tell me. Also, I am headed to the mineral baths 100 or so miles away, the following week. Then? Who the hell knows. What a life. Yee.