Thursday, January 01, 2009
introductions
it's the first church of dirt.
a
few years back, I got good and drunk with my friend Diantha and she
asked me to perform her wedding. so I got good and drunk again and
married her to Roque.
got ordained by the Universal Life
Church (there was extensive and rigorous education and training
involved) somewhere in between so the wedding would be for real and
suddenly I was revered. or reverend. or at least I had an internet
ordination.
every junior high kid knows it's fun to add silly
prefixes or suffixes to their name, and it's no different for me. it
sometimes came up that I am ordained. my credit card says "reverend"
on it. folks asked me what church I was a minister of, and, after
stammering slack-jawed the first couple of times, I started saying "the
first church of dirt."
I was joking. sometimes I joke. but
dirt is pretty important. no need to worship it, really, but respect
is certainly in order. a little ritual slaughter or sacrifice or
offering now and then wouldn't hurt, either.
so, uh, the first
church of dirt is not a building (though if it was it would be my
grandmother's barn). the first church of dirt is something else,
entirely. or mostly. or, well, I don't know. I'm hoping it will be
more than a soapbox.
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