Wednesday, March 15, 2006

I can't believe that "torture is wrong" is a statement I now need to say out loud. I can't believe that torture -- freaking torture -- is an "issue" on which I am now forced to take sides. I can't believe we're even talking about this. -from slacktivist(fred)

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Coffee, Coffee, Coffee(sung to Holy, Holy, Holy)by Christopher Raible

Coffee, Coffee, Coffee,
Praise the strength of coffee.
Early in the morn we rise with thoughts of only thee.
Served fresh or reheated,
Dark by thee defeated,
Brewed black by perk or drip or instantly.

Though all else we scoff we
Come to church for coffee.
If we're late to congregate, we come in time for thee.
Coffee our one ritual,
Drinking it habitual,
Brewed black by perk or drip instantly.

Coffee the communion
Of our Uni-Union,
Symbol of our sacred ground, our one necessity.
Feel the holy power
At our coffee hour,
Brewed black by perk or drip or instantly.
There are 2 types of people in the world, those who divide the world into 2 types of people, and those that don't.