It rained Saturday so James and I went to the Church of Spilled Blood. I accidentally swore. James reminded me that swearing in a church is not a good thing.
Later James and I went to another church. I wanted to take pictures of the people lining up to kiss an icon of the Virgin Mary. James reminded me that I cannot take pictures of God in action. I told him to take off his fluorescent orange religious patrol belt.
I didn’t take a picture.