Monday, May 31, 2010

Hypocrites and Pharisees

the Barista is telling me, "Watch out, the boss is on a tear today."

"Why?" I ask.

"Don't worry, he'll be telling everybody - at nauseous!"

Steppenwolf chimes in, "I think you mean ad nauseum."

The Barista says, "If both of them mean telling you until you're sick of hearing it, what's the difference?"

"AND THAT's what's killing Christ all over again!" I hear Verble yelling from the back (even though I think he's preaching to the choir) "These liars! These hypocrites and Pharisees! God wouldn't give anybody a MISSION to unseat judges! God only cares about what we do with our souls!"

I hear Verble coming out toward the front now. I duck up to the small stage where there is a stool and a Taylor.

I pick it up and begin to play. Dylan's "Shelter from the Storm" should do the trick. Calm the old man down.

Pray for me, folks! Or else it'll be a long day!

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