I misspelled occurrence in a spelling bee in 7th grade, and I never will again

You know how people claim to see Jesus in their potato chips? Or the Virgin Mary in a grilled cheese? Well...I kinda had a moment like that today. Only, God was speaking to me through soap suds.

There I was, trying to wash dishes and clear out the garbage disposal at the same time, cause somehow it broke and the water drains really slow now, but I digress...there I was, and all of a sudden, it appeared to me. Clear as day, there was Stiles Reservoir, incarnated in the soap suds among the greasy pots and pans from dinner. Who would have known that such a holy occurrence could take place right there in the kitchen sink? Mysterious ways, man, mysterious ways.

The question is...what does this revelation mean? What epiphany did it bring me? I think the answer is clear: I need a vacation. Let's quit everything and just go to Massachusetts, and bask on my favorite lake in the world. That lovely, soapy, lake.

Quick thinker that I am, I captured this moment digitally, for all my readers to behold. I thought briefly about selling it to Ripley's, but that would only make a joke out of such a solemn occasion. Prepare to be amazed...




Okay, so it's a little off. Just move the island down a little, and push the tail the other way. But still, I got the message loud and clear.