Jehovah's Witnesses (An oldie that never got posted for some reason)

Today as I was leaving to pick Andrew up from practice, I was accosted by some religious nuts. Sorry, that was mean, but I really hate it when people try to force their beliefs on me.

So these two middle age women introduce themselves as Gail and Joan (or some equally old lady sounding names) and begin asking me if I ever wondered if God loved me and if it's hard for me to read the bible. Note that they were saying this in that condescending I'm-teaching-you-something tone. They stood too close to me and I kind of thought they were going to storm the house. The worst part is that I had to answer because I was standing right in the doorway when they knocked and scared the shit out of me. They even asked when they could come back to talk again...what about never? Now witness me leaving. 

Gosh that sounded rude. Well, so be it. Freedom of religion is great and everything, but it can be god-awful annoying sometimes. Even so it makes me glad to live in America where people can go around talking about their religious beliefs without fearing violence (for the most part).

"Chocolately crack in non-newtonian fluid form"

People, I don't mean to be overzealous, but I think everyone should know that there is a diner in Rochester that sells nutella milkshakes. Yes, nutella and milk and ice cream and whatever other kind of addictive crack-like substance they combine to make that fabulous fusion of heavenly liquid. Yeah, it was pretty good. Also, it's huge. so if you go to the Highland Park Diner in Rochester to try one, share with a friend...one order is three and a half fancy milkshake glass's worth. Speaking of nutella, I also had a nutella crepe at simply crepes, which was of course fabulous! Last nutella related comment - why is there a little red line under the word nutella? I tried capitalizing it...no dice. I think the internet should be aware of how to spell nutella. I might also add that I am a recent convert to the cult of nutella, not having tried it until my junior year of college.

Now for a story completely unrelated to nutella...damn that stuff is good. It's like chocolately crack in non-newtonian fluid form. Anyway, Joanna and I went on our annual Grimes Glen adventure, and this time Meg and Nicole came too. It was awesome and exhausting as usual. This time we went further than we ever had before and scaled waterfalls like the beasts we are :). Meg was both baptized and knighted on the same day, and we made friends with a cute little toad!

Oh dude, the internet heard my complaint...the red lines are gone! Now I'm questioning my own sanity...but if I was going to hallucinate, I hope my wonderful brain could conjure up something more interesting that fake spelling errors. Anyway, I thought I had one more semi-interesting thing to say...oh yeah, We had a bonfire at Meg's house too. We had coffee milk (a weird Rhode Island thing) and s'mores, which were mediocre (as always. I mean really, the best part of s'mores is the anticipation). Maybe a nutella s'more... oh damn the red line is back... just one though. The internet is bipolar.

One last nutella related comment...nutella was sued for false advertising. Apparently people are dumb enough to believe that a chocolatey, creamy, globular, substance is somehow healthy. Ridiculous. Here's the story. http://abclocal.go.com/kabc/story?section=news/consumer&id=8640316