Ash Wednesday is my favorite

I love Ash Wednesday because I always forget it’s Ash Wednesday.

And then I see people with black crosses and smudges on their forehead, and every single year, without fail, I am baffled anew. What is going on? Why do so many people have dirty foreheads? It doesn’t make any sense! The only thing that can possibly explain it is mass possession. That, or alien invasion. One of the two.

I always convince myself of this before remembering the date.

And that’s why I love Ash Wednesday. It’s the one day a year when I really, truly, actually am convinced that aliens have invaded.