I like the weekend.

I just had brunch (eggs, bacon, pancakes, coffee, OJ) at the NoVEL cafe in Westwood. It was delicious, and accompanied by a good book. It's across the street from Fatburger, where I was when I first noticed it last month. And since it's only a mile from the apartment, I believe I may return elsewhen.

Thoughts

I have long pondered the existence and nature of G-d. Tonight I came to two conclusions (for the time being, at least). The first is that organized religion is pageantry and bullshit. Each man must find his own answer to the existential question. The second is that the only evidence of G-d I have ever known is lovingkindness; it is too elegant in concept and execution to be other than divine.