need to start making some Muslim friends. There’s been a lot of hatred and anger directed towards Muslims in the past decade, fueled by the media and power-hungry politicians. Added to this the blatant ignorance of most people about Islam—cracked.com had a great article on this—and you have an environment that encourages the kind of bigotry and prejudice that should be left to the history books.

So I ask everyone to start making some Muslim friends. It will probably change your views on Islam, and Muslims, and expose you to a worldview shared by a huge percentage of the globe. In my experience, they’ve always been the kindest, most honest, people, and I’m honored to have them as my friends.

Most importantly, they make great designated drivers.

                                                           “We hitting the clubs tonight homie?”

Easter egg today.

So, let me get this straight: The person you consider to be the Messiah/son of God/God (I won’t even go there) comes back from the dead (zombie?) and people celebrate it by hiding/painting eggs. Not even real eggs, but fake eggs with candy inside?

Makes complete sense.

Did Jesus love his fried eggs? Actually, the dude walked around in sandals and hemp clothes, he probably had hard-boiled eggs (I really can’t picture Jesus walking around and preaching with a frying pan in his backpack).

Or do the eggs symbolize his resurrection? In that case, maybe I shouldn’t be eating the candy inside with such glee. Because… y’know… candy = Jesus.