Oops. . .

. . .I flipped off a nun today while out and about running errands. In my defense though she really, really deserved it. I mean, where did she learn to drive? In Jersey City? Of course as soon as I realized it was nun that I honked my horn at and flipped off I felt intensly guilty. Must be that residual fear of Sister Elaine cropping up again!

Since I'm on the topic of religion (in a round about sort of way at least) have you ever noticed that when you drive by a church (specifically a Catholic Church I've noticed since we have about five million in the surrounding area) on a Saturday afternoon that the people going to mass really don't seem to care about traffic at all. They will just cross the road right in front of anything. It is almost like they think they have their Jesus cloak of immunity on and no car can hit them as they cross against traffic. What's up with that?