In honor of the day, Etta and I had chocolate eggs and bunnies. Then she made a lovely roasted asparagus soup, though I’m not sure how that ties in to Easter, exactly. While we ate, we watched a movie in which a powerful man gathers some followers, visits a city of corruption*, is crucified, rises from the dead and finally leads thousands of people away from their pagan rituals.
Conan The Barbarian.
*I never noticed the dude fucking a lama before. Um. Whoa.