“My girlfriend and I are working on a short documentary about the FSM so we decided to take the good word of his noodly appendage to the streets of downtown Portland. We discovered an interesting dichotomy in the people that would stop at our table. Those who simply seemed interested in learning about just what the Flying Spaghetti Monster was would stop, look at the portrait, and listen to my brief speech on the FSM history and then take off with a nod or polite thank you. However, those who stopped and would really want to shoot the old bull with us would focus in on topics pretty tangential and unrelated to FSM (such as how the Illuminati does not wanting us to be out here preaching) and continue to talk to us about them for great lengths. It makes me have my doubts that the first Pentecost went as seamlessly as I’ve always been taught.”