The man on my table yesterday was a great guy, so says his obituary, friends, and family. He had to be I guess since he was 97 years old, I mean, shit, that’s a looooong freakin’ life. He was a serious Republican, devout Mormon, Senator of some two counties (I didn’t even know they had senators for counties), President and Chairperson for a whole crapload of committees and organizations and basically the complete opposite of everything I am. I wonder what he would think to have his complete opposite preparing him for his afterlife as a god.

I seriously hope that all the LDS that pass through my door (about 80% of my “clients”) don’t ever find out that I’m not one of them.