hardly art, hardly starving

I am being wholly lax here, but to be honest nothing has happened this week. That’s right, I’ve slept until noon every day and enjoyed it. I’ve played The Sims, I’ve caught up on my Stewart/Colbert viewing, I’ve picked my brother up from school every day. Tomorrow I am going to an Easter thing at my parents’ church. Perhaps I’ll have more to say tomorrow, every visit to St. John’s is worth writing about. The pastor, Drew Phoenix, is a mtf transgender, which raised a bunch of issues in the United Methodist Board. Ann Gordon used to be the pastor at our old church, and then when she moved to this one, decided to have the surgery. This church is really cool, it’s half owned by Red Emma’s the communist cafe down town. It’s also a homeless shelter during the winter months. I’ll have more to say tomorrow, I feel really tired today, mostly because I’ve done next to nothing.