WHAT WE SO BLITHELY CALL "THE BUS" IS, IN FACT, ITS OWN LITTLE MICROCOSM WITHIN OUR LARGER SOCIETY. IT HAS ITS OWN RULES, ITS OWN JOYS AND DISAPPOINTMENTS, ITS OWN INSIDE JOKES, AND ITS OWN RABID FANS. THERE ARE NICE PEOPLE, MEAN PEOPLE, WEIRD PEOPLE, CLUELESS PEOPLE, AND ONE DEVASTATINGLY ATTRACTIVE BUSNINJA. AND IT IS NEVER, EVER BORING. IF YOU DON'T THINK UTAH HAS A THRIVING BUS CULTURE, YOU'RE MISSING OUT . . .
Today as I wended my weary way home from work, I went past Temple Square, as I often shall, since it is now on the way home from work. As I went past Temple Square, I saw a small group of people with red t-shirts that said "Jesus Saves," one of whom was holding up a Bible and shouting something that I couldn't hear, since I was on a train, and I thought:
You guys know Conference is tomorrow, right?
I'm just sayin'.
P.S. You guys do know Mormons (a.k.a. members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints) believe in Jesus, right?