MY DEMENTED DIARY

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A Walk Through the
Valley of the Shadow

Today we celebrate the Grandiose Centennial of the Great Tunguska Event in 1908. Some sorta asteroid or comet or somethin or t'nother (its exact identity has not yet been determined) clobbered the earth in a remote area in Siberia, causing tremors felt all throughout Europe and Asia.

So now our youth group's Mystic Meditation Maze has magic powers. It's supposed to give us "hope and direction" on our "sacred journey" of "change, growth, discovery, and transformation." (Quotes from the little green mystic incantation sheet they handed out at the dedication.)

I think it just makes you dizzy from walking around in circles. But that's okay, because dizziness is the primary result of religion anyhow.

And speaking of dizziness, here's a dude named Victor Senchenko who's written a woo-woo book entitled Revelations of a Human Space Navigator, in which he reveals all sorts of marvelous revelations. Sorry, Victor-babes, I'll believe it when I see it written up in a peer-reviewed journal instead of some loony-screw popular publication.

Well, yesterday I made another ignominious concession to the Evil Farces of Dorkness. I actually bought an electric hedge clipper. The smallest they make, I think. Black & Decker 16-inch. I'm hoping it'll make some of my clippery go a bit faster.

Happy Clipping!

OrneryPest