Sometimes, I find answers in meat.

These fried salami pieces are a sign. Of something.


Now, I'm not saying I detect a "pious fraud." No...I'm just saying that the burn marks from a skillet wouldn't make thin lines quite like those. And perhaps, a piece of wire heated like a brand, probably would. I know. I'm getting petty in my old age. When you need to debunk G-O-D appearing in fried meat, you're either a frightful cynic or just stuck for something good to blog about (a little of both, certainly).

I'm kind of holding out for "Mene, mene, tikel upharsin" to show up on a Dorito.