Today is C. S. Lewis’ birthday (1898-1963). In honor of the occasion some of us have been posting quotations from his writings on Facebook. I’ll post this one here:

“The minimal religion in fact cannot, while it remains minimal, be acted on. As soon as you do anything you have assumed one of the dogmas.” (From “Religion Without Dogma” in God In the Dock)

I should have posted this yesterday so you’d have all day to celebrate, but do I have to do everything around here?

I made my special pumpkin pie for Thanksgiving, besides the turkey, and while enjoying the leftovers I’ve been taking particular pleasure in breaking the edge crust off and throwing it away. I used to get in trouble for doing that when I was a kid. But what do you know? Now doctors say it’s a good idea, because it reduces fat. I was right all along. My parents could have avoided so much unpleasantness if they’d just realized earlier that Lars Is Always Right.

I’ve told you before that I’m a picky eater. So I’m delighted to discover that this may be a sign that I belong to a special, elite subspecies of humanity, the Supertaster. We Supertasters have more taste buds than you ordinary folks, and our extreme finickiness about things we won’t eat is actually due to the fact that we are tasting stuff you can’t detect.

Unfortunately, this article (tip: Joe Carter at First Thoughts) says that Supertasters tend to be skinny people.

From this I can only conclude that I belong to an even more select group—Fat Supertasters.