Poor, deluded boy..

I thought it was just one of Wheezus' creative episodes. I really did.

But no.
On a plane last week (where else, I hear you yawn) I goggled--as opposed to Googled--at an article on the latest diet insanity.

It was entitled 'What would Jesus Eat?'

I kid you not. Apparently there's a diet called the Mediterranean. Full of whole grain bread, olives and one hopes, gallons of grappa. Sounds good, right?
Presumably the Jesus Diet is the same--but kosher. This travesty has been 'designed' or 'researched' by some greasy, image-consulted West Coast shit-kicker.
The again, perhaps he had a cosy chat with God. Or not.
I'm appalled at my own naivete, and staggered at the breath-taking lack of scruples.
(You got me there, Wheezus.)
But wait! If you were touched by His Noodly Appendage, what diet would YOU be on?
He told me Black Forest Gateau, brandy and Dr Pepper. Well, someone's got to do it.
Until next time...