so international blasphemy day was friday last. we had a dinner party. the beautiful and talented alisa made artisan bread dough for my blasphemous enjoyment. i formed it into the image of the flying spaghetti monster. give us this day our daily fsm bread. his noodly appendage touched me. and i nom-nom-nommed it. body of fsm. given for you. apparently, blasphemy isn't limited to a single day of the year. ramen to that.