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Today we make fun of a family of extreme fringe religion spastics who don't like our country, so they wanna move to Kiribati. So fine. Do they book passage on a commercial cruise or flight? Of course not! They set sail on their own hopelessly unseaworthy craft.

And why Kiribati? It's a tiny group of islands sticking only a few feet above sea level and it's gonna disappear in a few years because of rising sea levels caused by global warming. Its gov't is trying to encourage folks to emigrate to other countries, not to receive new immigrants.

On well, maybe they can succeed where all others have failed, in bossing God around by reciting mystic incantations at their own belly buttons to make the islands grow higher.

Yesterday church was the usual crashing bore, but at least Father D was back in town so father B no longer had to do the Iron Priest Triathlon. Not only that, but the rain quit for long enough so we could hold our Grandiose Coffee Hour on the church lawn.

Then in the afternoon the rain quit for long enough so I could get a buncha outdoor stuff done.

And so today looks like it's gonna be another great day.

Happy Monday!

OrneryPest