I grew up in a Catholic house, so as a child, we practiced the whole "no eating meat on Friday during Lent" thing. We'd have pasta or fish or soup -- anything, as long as it didn't involve chicken or red meat. This was especially true on Good Friday (today).
As I got older, went off to college and eventually moved out altogether, this was enforced less and less. Occasionally I'd slip up, and eat a hamburger for lunch. That eventually became complete disregard for years of religious teachings in the form of steak dinners.
And now? For breakfast today, I ate chicken biscuit. All part of growing up I guess.
Happy [insert your favorite religious holiday here], everyone.
And the Angels, and everyone, lost Nick Adenhart. Our thoughts and prayers.
And now, for your viewing pleasure, Arnold Schwarzenegger fighting a bear. Enjoy your weekends, everyone.