I’ve spent the last four days on airplanes and giving talks. I trotted back into the office to find this piece of tupperware on my desk.
Sarah Moglia, our events specialist, had taken two WWJTD bracelets and baked them into a tub of delicious jell-o, which I model here with my post-gym hair of fluff.
Weirdest holiday gift ever. I love my office mates!
How do atheists wage the war on Christmas? By enjoying the hell out of it with other people we love without a hint of god, and in other ways not approved by the “You must celebrate the holidays in the ways we demand” crowd.
For many religious people, they need atheists to be miserable wretches envious of the happy lives afforded to Christians in order for Christianity to make sense. Has it ever been so fun proving so many people wrong?
Happiness with people I admire and care for, and who care about me in return. I will never say that such a thing needs a fantasy of cosmic approval to be good enough, and I pity anybody who does.