Admittedly, this one is a lot different from the rest of the album. And yeah, I know I skipped to the last one, but I think this one is worth reading v.s hearing.

The album is going along pretty well! My friend Keno Nifty (aka Chazz Forte aka Ricky) has started on the art and we met yesterday and toyed around with the songs at our local coffee shop. I also met a girl (ooooh!) named Jasmine and I made her an honorary fan, so I have, like, two now! Woot! I think she was into me because she gave me an extra espresso shot. I don't know though, I suck at human interaction.

Okay, well, these are the lyrics(?) to track ten of my upcoming cat pun album. It's basically a modern reworking of a Jewish proverb and I'm curious to see what y'all think. I think it needs a little help before I record it, but I plan on speaking it with a little music behind it as the last track for the record.

Track Ten: Hey Bartender, Can I Get a Bobtail?

_{Since I still don't have any art from Keno Nifty, here's a painting by Heidi Shaulus! Yes, it has something to do with the story but, bonus points, has a cat too. :P}

A renowned atheist approached a well-liked rabbi, and
straight up,
said "Your God is not real."

The rabbi smiled and said "At it again, huh?"

The atheist, unfazed, persisted and said "There is insurmountable scientific proof that refuses the existence of any God. You cling to fairy tales while an uncaring universe expands and retracts. Life exists and then it doesn't; it's all been seen and explained, and yet you stubbornly sit there, speaking of faith.

The rabbi offered the atheist a glass of water. "Tell me more," he said.

The atheist nodded, sat down. "You talk about a loving God while children are killed where they are sent to learn, murder goes unanswered, the rich stay rich and the poor die poor."

The rabbi said "Well, your universe hasn't done anything about these atrocities either, so what's the point?"

"There is no point!" The atheist got to his feet, exclaiming. "You see now."

The rabbi rose to meet him, and asked "Will you meet me for dinner tomorrow? I'd like to talk more."

The atheist, confused, but eager to carry on the discussion, left.

~

The atheist wore his nicest suit and went to meet the rabbi at a local sushi restaurant. He was disappointed to see the rabbi had not dressed up as well as he had. In fact, the wizened rabbi had on flip flops and a Hawaiian button-up. He was smiling stupidly, and the atheist couldn't help but smile back.

"Hello, rabbi," the atheist said.

"Greetings friend. They have a sushi roll called the 'Crazy Ex-Girlfriend' that has yellowtail in it. Wanna start with that?"

The atheist laughed. "Sure," and the he started back with their previous conversation. "Do you understand now? You're an educated man. You seem so bright and cheery and I know you have extensive education under your belt. How can you believe in all those superstitions when men, smarter than us, have spent their whole lives uncovering evidence that refutes your god?"

The rabbi responded with a question. "Don't you think a God that created everything and keeps tabs on all of His creations would be a little smarter than your smartest man? And if there is a devil that has tripped us up as a species, confusing young men with thoughts of mass murder and illnesses like cancer, don't you think he'd be capable of developing false evidence for your scientists to quote-unquote 'discover?'"

The waitress brought out their sushi and they paused their discussion to enjoy the yellowtail, garnished with Japanese mayonnaise.

"So you believe in the devil?" the atheist asked between bites.

"I believe that we're a confused people and, whether its a fallen angel or our own human nature, there is a 'devil' that tells this people the lies they subscribe to. But my beliefs are unimportant."

"How can you say that?" the atheist asked, "You've been sitting there defending your beliefs with your half-cocked ideas of 'the smarter God,' which proves or refutes nothing, and yet you say that your belief is unimportant. Yours has to be the ultimate belief, or you wouldn't believe it!"

"What do you believe?" the rabbi countered.

"I believe I'm getting sick of you answering my questions with questions. I want answers!" the atheist said.

"Fine." The rabbi leaned forward, careful to keep his elbows off the table. "I like your suit. Who made it?"

"A tailor did," he said.

"Can you prove that?"

"Why, no, but he did!"

"How do you know?" The rabbi winked.

"I'm wearing it, so he must've made it! How silly a question was that?" the atheist said.

"You sure it wasn't a big bang? Or random astral circumstance?"

"Ah." The atheist laughed, half to himself. "I see what you're doing."

"Good, then this will be quick. You have no proof that a tailor made your coat, but you just know it, based on the evidence that you have a coat on your shoulders. Can't we say the same for creation? For ourselves?"

The atheist grinned, eating another piece of sushi. "We may have to order another of these."

"Why don't we try the 'Pulp Fiction?'"

"They have a sushi roll named after a Tarantino movie?"

"Actually, they have one for all his movies, including Kill BIll, Volume One and Two. I'd try the 'Death Proof' one, but it's made with shrimp tempura."

The atheist smiled at the rabbi seated across from him, coming up with new arguments and evidences to discuss with him, and waved down the waitress. The rabbi sipped his water, staring out the window at our tailor-made world.

~

Again, if you have any suggestions, please let me know. Did you like it? Thanks for reading and have a wonderful night! God bless!