It came with a Bible decoder ring!

Sort of.

I had a nice conversation with some Jehovah's Witnesses today.  They asked me Sloane's name and if they could pet her and well, how can I not prattle on endlessly about my dog? (bullets, my only weakness...)  Then they asked if I was religious because I looked religious, Catholic in fact.  I said I wasn't Catholic (conversations with total strangers, my only weakness...)  The nice man said "oh, I thought most Hispanic people were Catholic."  Nope, not Hispanic, Old Man.  I explained that I'm mostly ethnically Chinese but also Irish and little Native American.  He thought this was a new in and asked if I thought America belonged to the European settlers or the Native Americans.  I said I don't really think of land belonging to anyone but if I had to choose I'd say the Native Americans were here first.  Continuing to think he was making some headway he then asked why I thought the Native Americans lost their land to the settlers.  I said I thought it was because a bunch of white men ruthlessly killed them all off in order to establish a new kingdom of God.  That's when he just gave me the flyer and let me go.  

In any event, if you want to know whether Adam was composed of two distinct parts, the soul and the body, let me know.  The answer involves both Genesis and I Corinthians.

I don't know how to transition from the above discussion so I'm just going to dive into a list of  unrelated tidbits from the last week (yes, I've been neglecting you, my sweet chickadees, and believe me I have guilt about it.  Not Catholic guilt as we now know, but guilt nonetheless.  Maybe an agnostic guilt of those who flee from intimacy and commitment...):

I got gas for $3.73/gal.!  It was an Arco yes and it was in Whittier but still felt like a small victory.  Especially since there was a long line of cars and I had to be pushy and yell at a very dubious-looking van about edging in before his turn.  I don't care if you're from Pico Rivera.  I will cut you.

Managed to make it to only 1.3 of the 5 events I had planned for Sunday.  Missed out on baby showers and banjo festivals, sadly (cue agnostic guilt).  But I did play lots of beach ultimate.  And our team won!  Now my grey sports bra can retire.

So my little cousin Michael is awesome.  Monday my uncle and cousin descended on me pretty much unannounced which I was at first a little irritated by since Mondays are my very busiest days and I don't really have the means to entertain an 18-year old boy here (tv is broken, no dvd player now that Ting's gone, I thought about trying to make a game for him of vacuuming the apartment and trimming the dog's toenails but that just seems cruel).  But my cousin is super-cool.  I dragged him around with me on campus on Tuesday, took him to my seminar as a show-and-tell for my students.  He even spoke in class!  I haven't spent much time with him since he became, like, a real person so it was actually really nice.  I'm excited that he'll be in LA (he's going to go to UCLA)  for a while so I can see him when I come back to visit.  He and my brother and I can have Hui hapa nights out on the town.

Oh yeah, roomie moved out.  Makes me kind of blue.  Partly because she took all the soup ladles.

More tomorrow.  I'm a sleepy puppy.