Talking to God in my Pajamas

Me: Pinch me if I'm dreaming, but you don't seem to be doing so many Big World Events, Like in the Bible. God: Hummm... Me: You know, like parting the sea or huge plagues and the like. Exciting stuff like the Great Flood and Tower of Babel type retribution events. God: Well yes.... Me: See, I know many examples of whole nations gone awry, vast groups of people who seem to defie the life style which were exampled in your teachings. God: That's so.... would you pass the marmalade? Me: Well I thought you might be thinking about doing one of those great apocalyptic deals again, to show your disgust. God: Well I just can't do floods again. That thing in New Orleans, not my fault, you really can't save a sinner once you have drowned em. Pause. . . . . Your coffee is cold...there it's hot again. Pause. . . . . Ahh... a sacred image on toast? Me: That didn't impress anyone. The face on Mars had great potential, something like that... God: I'll take it up with the Big Events Committee, run it up the pole, K? Me: Right, sounds good. Oh yeah, those pajamas were a gift... God: I know.. I'll drop them in the mail. Thanks for breakfast, be seein' ya! Me: Say "Hi" to your mom for me. . . .