Catch Me If You Can

I think the above image says it all...

We spent New Year's Eve at a party overlooking the Hollywood hills, and still managed to get up in time for the wedding the following morning.

I was looking forward to the ceremony. Since the bride was Mormon/Jewish and the groom's parents both $cientologists, it was going to be an extremely interesting mixed affair.

In the end, there were candles and wine, readings and rings and vows; all of which were very tasteful and beautiful. Clearly they were unable to reach a consensus on which prophet or supreme being to obey, so they avoided them all, a bit like the whole mealy-mouthed mish-mash 'happy holidays' greeting that people over here use this time of year.

There was nary a single mention of Thetans, Xenu, The Sea Org or an invitation to a free 'personality' test. In fact the only time I heard $cientology mentioned was when I overheard some old dears saying they were pressured into finding out more whilst waiting in line for the bathroom.

I was most disappointed. The only conversation that came anywhere near a disagreement came when I foolishly launched into an explanation of how I'm working on Evangelistic Atheism: "Verily, don't believe in anything! And now go forth and tell all those other people not to believe in anything either" (I've not quite perfected it, as you can tell.) The people I was explaining this too turned out to be a Jew and an ex-Buddhist turned Catholic (whom I could no longer look at without hearing the words of John Cleese: "He IS the messiah, and I should know, I've followed a few"). Luckily I was able to pass the baton to the Catholic woman who by then was trying to explain Transubstantiation to the Jewish woman ("But of course it's only bread and wine all along, surely?")

I did see Isaac "Chef" Hayes though, so I felt better about the whole 'Celebrity' part.

Posted by ashleyniblock at January 04, 2003 01:45 AM