This afternoon, on the seminary campus, I ran into two old friends, who, since I call myself Nostromo, I'll name Miguelito and Claude. We assume hardy aliases here on today's frozen turf. So auspicious was the moment that I set the timer on the camera: allowing me to pose us all together.
Claude took the device and captured Miguelito and me demonstrating proven stewardship techniques.
Then a standard shot for our professional dossiers.
Next Miguelito took some snaps of Claude and me.
I can't remember what we were talking about here - but our arms were waving significantly [not pictured here].
Finally Miguelito demonstrated how through applying theological pressure points known only to the most echt-gnostic tribe, he is able to make Claude's head explode.
Let this be a warning to novices and neophytes.
Claude then demonstrated the technique of "slaying in the spirit."
Something I attempt only after several shots of Lagavulin.
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