Nothing says “Jesus loves you” like some cheesy, contemporary Christian videos marked by religious buzzwords and poor production value.
[NOTE: Due to the age of these videos, some of them are unavailable and have been removed. Thanks for visiting!]
Why is it that all sacred dancers wear the same outfits and scoot and flutter in the same ways? And how should an atheist dance?
Oh wait, here we go!

See more terribly rad videos at Everythingisterrible.com.
I’m heading to bed for the night, and I thought I’d leave you with my revised version of a classic children’s prayer from the 18th century:
Now I lay me down to sleep.
Or toss and turn while counting sheep.
If I die before I wake
The funeral should have milkshakes.
Sweet dreams!
As a former Christian, I’m used to capitalizing the word God when speaking about the Christian god, Yahweh. Hell, I even spent two years of my life spelling it G-d so I wouldn’t offend the guy with a vowel. Since I’m still detoxing from religion, I’m not quite sure how to frame references to the Christian god. Do I capitalize God as if it’s a name? What about referencing other gods? Should I perhaps start using “Yahweh” in order to differentiate between deities? Yikes, this is getting silly.
I want people to understand what I’m writing about and the context that comes with the word. If I say “God”, most people know what I’m referencing and the religion/beliefs that go along with it.
If I just do “god”, then it’s more ambiguous which deity/tradition I’m speaking about, but it keeps me from giving respect to something I don’t believe exists–and thus is not a proper noun.
If I use Yahweh, well… I don’t know. Perhaps I’m just not far enough away from my knee-rattling fear of blasphemy to feel comfortable using “the Name” yet.
I’m sure other non-theist bloggers out there have come up with a solution to my little dilemma. Any opinions or ideas? For now, I’m going to toss them all on the wall to see which one sticks.

Your pets can have adequate care after the Rapture (link). I’m sure this will soothe the worried minds of many Christians who–according to their bumper stickers–couldn’t care less if their car/bus/plane goes unmanned and crashes into a group of children/old folks home/nuclear reactor, but who can’t bear the thought of their pets fending for themselves like real animals after humans get hoovered up into the sky with Jesus.
How comforting.