wither in the light

My hometown finally stepped up to the plate and starting issuing marriage licenses to gay couples. The oft-promised apocalypse that was supposed to smite us for daring to support such blasphemy did not, in fact, occur as predicted, but someone found a three-headed frog and some mangoes I was saving seemed to go bad quicker than I expected.

It's too bad, really... might do some people some good to get smote, and besides, I was really looking forward to those mangoes.