Les and I are leaving for Mexico tomorrow morning, while we’re there the forecast calls for temperatures in the low 90s with a 0 percent chance of rain. After a year of living on the Oregon Coast – where the sun is akin to a part-time parent, occasionally bringing you something really awesome, but mostly working somewhere else and making empty promises to visit – I am really looking forward to some direct sunlight.
I’ve begun worshiping the sun for a number of reasons. First of all, unlike some other gods I could mention, I can see the sun. It’s there for me every day. And the things it brings me are quite apparent all the time: heat, light, food, and a lovely day. There’s no mystery, no one asks for money, I don’t have to dress up, and there’s no boring pageantry. And interestingly enough, I have found that the prayers I offer to the sun and the prayers I formerly offered to ‘God’ are all answered at about the same 50% rate.
– George Carlin