what IS good friday?

[Bert Notorius]

the little new girl asked me
standing at the printer.
i don't usually shoot the shit but her print job
was taking forever.
and she's hot
in a roundish, immature kind of way.

i asked her if she had ever heard of tgif?

she said yes.
of course.

i said it's from that.

she nodded.

while i looked at her boobs.

 

[phrodeau]

Since Jesus rose from the dead on the third day, and it needs to be celebrated on a Sunday, Christian math arrives at Friday for the day Jesus actually died.

Jesus had to wait for the third day because that kind of work can't be done on a Sabbath.

 

[Bert Notorius]

that might be a little
advanced
for her.

 

[Hypoxia]

Like any Friday, it's a good day to be crucified like a common rebel.

If you believe this stuff, Yeshua was strung-up between 2 'bandits'.

'Bandits' is how occupying forces disparage measly punk insurgents.

Otherwise, Good Friday is prime time to shoplift Easter bunny-wunnies.

 

[Bert Notorius]

it's always easier

to believe in nothing.

 

[Hard_Rom]

it's always easier

to believe in nothing.

Easy to believe in nothing, hard to have faith in nothing.

 

[Liar]

The question is, if this is Jesus Croaking Day, what's so good about it?

 

[Bert Notorius]

if you have faith as small as a mustard seed,
you can say to this mountain,
'move from here to there,'
and it will move.

 

[Liar]

It'll take a few billion years, but yeah.

 

[Bert Notorius]

if your frame of reference is

eternity

what's a few billion years?

 

[about_average]

It's the day you eat easter cookies! Yummy

 

[Saint Peter]

Fuck! That is some dark humor.

 

[Hypoxia]

Fuck! That is some dark humor.

Indeed. We need hole-y feet too.

Anyway, another GF has passed, at least in my time zone. Today we drive to San Francisco to spend Easter Day with the kids and grandkids (who will be hyper on candy).

It won't be like some of our other Holy Week ends. In Antigua Guatemala (2004), hosting the world's largest Pascua outside Valencia, Spain, I stepped from our posada and immediately had my pocket picked. In Amalfi, Italy (2001), Saturday night saw every electric light in town turned off and the streets lit (even trails up into the mountains) by candles and torches. The brotherhoods on the streets were robed and hooded like the KKK -- and catching the action with camcorders.

Gringos just don't know how to do these spring fertility rites.

 

[butters]

It's the day you eat easter cookies! Yummy

i laughed. will i go to hell?

 

[La damnee elle la licorne]

 

[about_average]

i laughed. will i go to hell?

No doubt.
I'm a buddhist so I'm safe even though I posted it. Or I might already be in hell, depending on one's take on things.

These are superb. I want hand shaped cutters for next year.

Oh, you can bet that's on my shopping list!

 

[BoyNextDoor]

The question is, if this is Jesus Croaking Day, what's so good about it?

The flesh of God who became Man was given over so that the perfect sacrifice could be made that our sins may be forgiven.

If if believe in that sort of thing, it makes for a pretty good day.

 

[about_average]

The flesh of God who became Man was given over so that the perfect sacrifice could be made that our sins may be forgiven.

If if believe in that sort of thing, it makes for a pretty good day.

Even if you don't, it's still a good day.
How can a day of chocolate and boiled eggs not be good?

And a nice new spring outfit?

 

[Bert Notorius]

no one actually
eats those colored eggs.

as far as traditions go

that's an odd one.

 

[about_average]

no one actually
eats those colored eggs.

as far as traditions go

that's an odd one.

You talking about the hardboiled dyed eggs?
My family always ate them.
People actually throw out perfectly good boiled eggs?


My favorite easter tradition is from when I was a kid.
I don't know who sponsored it (probably the local businesses), but some group would hire a helicopter to fly over the local city parks and drop styrofoam easter eggs and kids would run all over trying to get them.
Each egg had a cylindrical hole in it with a coupon for a free thing from a local businesses. Most were cheap, like a free ice cream cone from the Highs Ice Cream parlor (which it seemed like we always got), but one egg from each drop had a coupon for a free bicycle from some store.

 

[Bert Notorius]

You talking about the hardboiled dyed eggs?
My family always ate them.
People actually throw out perfectly good boiled eggs?


My favorite easter tradition is from when I was a kid.
I don't know who sponsored it (probably the local businesses), but some group would hire a helicopter to fly over the local city parks and drop styrofoam easter eggs and kids would run all over trying to get them.
Each egg had a cylindrical hole in it with a coupon for a free thing from a local businesses. Most were cheap, like a free ice cream cone from the Highs Ice Cream parlor (which it seemed like we always got), but one egg from each drop had a coupon for a free bicycle from some store.

God as my witness, I thought turkeys could fly

 

[Sean]

if you have faith as small as a mustard seed,
you can say to this mountain,
'move from here to there,'
and it will move.

No it won't.

 

[about_average]

God as my witness, I thought turkeys could fly

Ha. I just watched a documentary on the Hindenburg earlier this week. I had no idea how timely it was.

 

[Messier82]

No it won't.

Awww... there you go, being all rational and shit

My experience with Christianity has taught me that the essence is to make yourself believe things which clearly cannot logically be true, then justify it by referencing an ancient book as infallibly true whilst disregarding everything the human race has done since the book was written.

However, I'd still prefer it if the UK were a little more obstinately Christian rather than bending over and taking it up the Jacksie to accommodate all and sundry who might get offended by us saying Christmas instead of Holiday Season

 

[Bert Notorius]

Mahomet made the people believe that he would call a hill to him,
and from the top of it offer up his prayers,
for the observers of his law.
The people assembled;
Mahomet called the hill to come to him,
again and again;
and when the hill stood still,
he was never a whit abashed,
but said,
If the hill will not come to Mahomet,
Mahomet will go to the hill.