On the way back from having lunch with my friend Tim K. in southern Colorado, we stopped at a roadside shrine to the Virgin Mary. In addition to all the photos and relics and offerings tied to the barbed wire there was a tiny Mexican wrestler. I thought Glenn would like that.

There's something nice about a religion that encourages iconography and offerings of trinkets rather than blood and bombs (and my pardon to the Protestants out there, your objections to iconography are duly noted).

Fair Winds and Following Sands!