There was something about this photo taken on Space Mountain at Disneyland that seemed very Biblical to me. I removed the images of the other people in the vehicle (including my wife curled up in a fetal position next to me) to emphasize how much I look like Michelangelo's image of god on the Sistine Chapel.
Of course god isn't wearing bifocals in the painting because he probably didn't have good vision benefits like I do at my place of employment. But then again, I suppose the almighty doesn't really need a good HMO or Medicare.
After going on all of the rides at Disneyland, I am glad I have good benefits. Between the heat, standing in long lines and being jerked around unmercifully because I insist on sticking my hands in the air on roller coasters to prove how brave I am, I can barely walk.
One more day in the Happiest Place on Earth and I think I would be visiting Jehova.
Yahweh, right.
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