I came up with a new term this morning. I was talking to a friend at work and telling a story. In this story I needed to refer to someone as Christian. But I didn’t feel like saying the term because, well… I’m me.

But here’s the thing. As the constant migraines dissolve my brain into a puddle of gelatinous goo, with the occasional ZAP! of synaptic activity fizzling across it, I come out with odd term to replace the ones I can’t think of. And that muscle is getting stronger every day. And let’s not forget, I have been listening to a lot of Frank Zappa lately as well.

So, as I was blabbing along I referred to the person as an anti-heathen. Everyone paused and looked at me and asked, “What?!”

“Anti-heathen!”, I exclaimed. I pointed to my own chest and said, “I am a heathen. They are a Christian. That makes them an anti-heathen.”