My hoya (house plant) had grown too heavy for the wooden trellis supporting it so my hubby cut down-to-size a metal trellis we had in the barn for me. I set it up in the planter, moved the planter back against the wall, then stepped back to behold…
Rhonda
I would guess that it’s some kind of FSM totem pole from an ancient Russian culture, now half buried in the ground and used as a jungle gym on a playground… ;)
-Manja
Disguised as modern art, I spotted the FSM at the Crocker Museum in Sacramento. Though He is short one meatball in this apparition we still recognized Him by His Noodly Appendages. Ramen!
Katharine G.
Berkeley, CA
Greetings from the University of Western Australia!
Just this past Friday some friends and I were celebrating the end of the first semester with a few beers at the university tavern, when suddenly the FSM appeared in the form of an unraveled zipper purse! We were all so grateful to be touched by His Noodly Appendages. It is so good to know that wherever we are, the FSM is smiling down upon us. Attached is the photographic evidence (my friend holding up the sacred zipper purse and me on her left staring on in wonderment).
May the FSM bless you,
Mariah
Thanks for the submission, this is an inspiring sight.
