"Sex is dirty!" We've all heard this in one form or fashion from some charlatan of society claiming to have some celibate morality higher than our own. The word 'prude' is a good word to describe these people but I prefer the more disparaging and accurate 'hypocrite.'

Whatever the case, while watching the Super Bowl the other night, Madonna's half-time show came on and I watched with little interest as she came a little bit before my time. Make no mistake, I always knew...

I had an epiphany recently. It seems that for centuries we've been inviting Satan into our homes and our lives by our lavish and careless decision to eat fruit. I would say that our frequency of fruit eating is probably higher now than at any other time in our history and look at where it's getting us!

Why shouldn't we ban fruit? After all, fruit was the very device by which Satan lured Eve to eat from the Forbidden Tree in the first place. Eve's one action, an understandable one...

"Daddy, will you tell me a bedtime story?" Jenny asked.

"Sure, kiddo. What kind of bedtime story would you like to hear?" Her father replied.

"I want to hear a story with a happy ending!"

"Alright. I have just the story, sweetie. It's about a man named Abraham and his son Isaac."

"Who are they?" Jenny asked.

"I'm getting to that, sweetie. Now, let's see. Where shall we...

"Ladies and Gentlemen... From Jerusalem's magnificent MGM Grand Casino and Hotel, we present to you a boxing match of Biblical proportions!

In the left corner, thirty-two years old, standing six feet tall and weighing 150 pounds, wearing the white tunic and slippers, with an astonishing record of 137-62-1 with 87 knockouts and 8 TKO's, is the man, the legend, the "Prince of Peace," the "Second Coming....." Jesus "King of the Jews" C-H-H-H-R-R-R-R-R-I-I-I-S-S-T!"...

Imagine this:

It's a beautiful day outside. It's sunny, the skies are clear, the temperature is just in that comfortable range where summer clothes can be worn but no sweat will appear. The birds are chirping, the geese are singing, and the squirrels are jumping from tree limb to tree limb. Inside, with the windows and shades drawn, a forum troll stares at a glowing rectangle, lurking in the dark and plotting his next move. After having created his third username in as many days,...