Took this at a local church today. The people were working on expanding their tent revival area by pour concrete footers for a stage.

This was the first time since I’ve moved to Virginia in 2005 that I was asked “What church do you go to?”

My instant reaction is “None of your business.”

But I bit my tongue, as I was on the clock, and diverted the question.

What is wrong with baptists, southern baptists, in particular? What makes them think it’s alright to ask a complete stranger a very intimate question about their faith and belief systems? I think they need to sit down, listen to some rock-n-roll and sip on a beer while playing a hand of poker.