Wednesday, January 26, 2005
A New Nob Hill Testament
NOB HILL--It was foretold at the Counter of Time that something big was ready to pop out of the oven. Maybe a cake...maybe meatloaf...maybe a God. Nobody knew. But when your number is up, your future is now. Thus were the stories that began to circulate among the tables in the temple. You have to be careful about serving up a God. For instance, how hot is too hot? How gorgeous is too gorgeous? There are different opinions. At any rate, nobody was ready for the bearded son of a nail pounder.