As I walked in for my first day on the job as Chaplain of ReadandfindOut I have to admit that I was just the teenseist bit nervous. The new color scheme, the slightly different message board, the fact that AT&T tried to stop me from joining... all of this accumulated into a single, solitary, terrifying fact.

I'm a Newb all over again.

The new office is nice, I have to admit. I got my things in order and actually saved quite a bit from the dingy quote closet that had served as my office over at Wotmania. Hanging on the wall was a Shotgun that had once belonged to CrazedWeasel, used by him to save my life when the Zoobies (Zombies mixed with internet Noobs) had overrun the old site, a signed picture of Peter from the false alarm rapture, and next to it a signed voided soul contact from Satan from a similar trip. Ahhh, the memories.

In the corner are some old artifacts I won't be needing anymore. An entire book of prayers to Pento to please, please, please do SOMETHING can now be safely discarded. Likewise the prayers to Chorabliss to stop skewering people can be abandoned... now that he is the Shrike, he clearly has no such intentions. (Be sure to commend him on converting to Islam, however.)

I'll be throwing those out later. Meanwhile, I have new things to be working on. Prayers to Nebhead to fix some aspect or another of the site are being developed, with hopes that if Wotmania was the Old Testament, then RAFO will be the NEW and Neb will be a bit more interested in helping out and less in smiting foolish mortals. One can only hope. Likewise, I have whole new liturgies to put together, always a difficult task made even more so. The devotees of Snooperism still demand representation, but how will Snoop's name change affect their theology?

Only time will tell, but for now, let's get to work.