Bless me father, for I am sick

Sometimes two distinct and somewhat disjunct things will come together in my mind and form an odd sort of juxtaposition that I find interesting or, as in today’s example, ironic at least.

One of the things is that a few weeks ago we replaced both the toilets in our house.

The other is that because the posture of a person kneeling in front of and vomiting into a toilet resembles a supplicant at prayer, it is sometimes (especially if overconsumption of alcohol is involved) referred to colloquially as “praying to the porcelain god.”

What I noticed today was the brand name of the new toilet seats.