Operationally God is beginning to resemble not a ruler but the last fading smile of a cosmic Cheshire cat.
I can put my legs behind my head and sing 'Happy Birthday.' Because that's something that me and my friends used to do when we were in gymnastics class as kids and I can still do it. I was doing it since I was 8 and 9. They used to call me Gumby. Very bendy.