That there is my friend Andrew.  He plays in a band and by himself.  He also plays with all sorts of other amazing people.  But this post is not about my friend Andrew, though his teeth really do sparkle.  This post is about the amazing little ticket that my friend Andrew here is holding.  Notice anything?  If not I have underlined the parts worth noticing.  

Last night at one of the showcases I was handed this little ticket when I walked through the door.  I read it, and then put it in my pocket.  Later it registered to me what that little ticket said.  ”Back To God Hour”.  For all of those who seem to have left God.  They can come back during this hour.  And they will even be assisted in their coming “Back To God” by being offered a free Non-Alcoholic beverage.  Huh.  

Now I am not entirely making fun of this because I am always up for a refreshing Sprite or otherwise, but does this seem odd to anyone else?  ”Back To God”.  As if to say that if someone was sipping on a beverage containing alcohol must need to come “Back To God” and receive a “free Non-Alcoholic drink” to save their soul from peril.  

I am not saying that it wasn’t a cool idea to give a free non-alcoholic beverage to the crowd that was watching the showcase.  I’m not even making fun of beverages that are non-alcoholic.  What I find odd is the name “Back To God Hour”.  Where were these people previous to “Back To God Hour”?  Clearly wandering the streets, bombarded by alcoholic beverages, looking for something to entice them “back to God”.  Luckily if these poor souls walked down the alley past the two showgirls bars with nude karaoke they could find themselves with a Diet Coke in hand and there they were.  Back with God.