Knock, knock...

Who's there? It turns out some presumptuous Christians wanting to proselytize. Really. Just moments ago my quiet Saturday morning at my digital cottage in the forest was disrupted by these uninvited intruders. I sent them on their way with a respectfully polite and cheery "thanks, but no thanks" but I really wanted to say more.

Hey, I fully realize that I'm going to Hell and I don't need anyone to remind me of that fact. I anticipate better parties, more fascinating people, and certainly a lot more interesting geology there than what the alternative offers.