After no research, a charming non-conversation with my wife and very little soul-searching, I have decided to convert to Flying Spaghetti Monsterism. It’s true; I’m becoming a Pastafarian.

BoingBoing put me on the path to righteousness and carb-loading.

I was shown the one, true light by the Kansas-challenging prophet, Bobby Henderson.

The WikiPedia guided my search for knowledge and enlightenment.

The Flying Spaghetti Monster has a posse, and I’m one of them now, so watch out!

As a disciple called to worship his starchiness, I have dutifully lobbied the Lincoln Sign Company for a cecorative sticker announcing to the world my acceptance of his pasta goodness into the dinner plate of my heart.

I will follow the exploits, trials and tribulations of others touched by this message through Flickr photos and blogs.

I will evangelize to others using clever stickers and car emblems [one, two, three]. BoingBoing is continually updating a list for the believers.

Flying Spaghetti Monster

I shall dress in full pirates’ regalia, keep the Friday Sabbath holy, keep my moral standards loose and await the stripper factory and beer volcano which art in Heaven.

Amen. Ramen.

UPDATE: My post on this same topic for the TBS Daily Flog is a little funnier. A good editor and brevity being the soul of wit helped me out.

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