And so we end May...

I moved myself to Queens yesterday. I used movers, but I still consider it a milestone on my path to maturity.
I now reside in Sunnyside. And I wear cowhide.
People at my work seem interested in what they do. Why is that? What should I be interested in? I do not dread coming here; I do not notice that I come here. I have no attachment to anything that passes my desk.

That's right; I'm back.

Colleague: "Leighton, can you please find out who heads up scientology?"

Me: "Who heads it up?"

Colleague: "Yes, whoever runs it."

I go to scientology.com, and then immediately call back to try to clarify the request.

Colleague: "You know, whoever the Jesus of the whole thing is."

In other words, even though L. Ron Hubbard would technically be considered the "Jesus of the whole thing," I needed to find out who is currently in charge of the religion these days. Does this seem like a strange request to anyone else, considering I work in HealthCare PR?