Saturday, March 26, 2011

Oh, my hell.

I have no idea what happens after we die.  I know what I was taught to believe but I have no faith in that anymore, if I ever really did. If there is an afterlife and we are judged, and there is a hell, then I will definitely be going there in my Target clearance handbag.  BUT.  If hell is anything like this past week has been, I will be very happy there.

There will be a  coffee  pot brewing up delicious smells each morning. There will be booze in the fridge and a blender and ice so drinks can be whipped up quickly to share with friends.  There will be garish sunshine, loud laughter and red-painted nails.  Deep conversations with liked-minded people.  Joke-cracking drag queens.  And best of all, no judging, just acceptance.  DEFINITELY not what you'll find in Mormon heaven.  So if that's hell, I'm going in the right direction.


  1. I'll be there with the unusually strong coffee. Hell was fun!

  2. Sounds like heaven to me.

    I think "Mormon Heaven" is code for "Hell for Women."

  3. Did you see the shirt at the giant gift shop Thursday night? "Good girls go to heaven, bad girls go to Vegas."

    Anyway, a few of us had this same conversation in the car Tuesday. The consensus was, if we can't hang out with Tex in heaven, we don't want to go there. :)

    (By the way, it's fun to be able to "hear" your posts in your voice.)

  4. Awwwwwww, that's sweet! I feel so loved.

  5. Brandi, I hope when you "hear" my voice you don't think, "it's that drunken, god-less heathen".

  6. Well, of course I think that, but in a good way.