I like to tell people my favorite color is the one that roughly corresponds to the 489th nanometer on the visual spectrum of electromagnetic radiation. Naturally I don't get invited to many parties.
Today was the annual Christmas Choral service at the church I attend. One of the songs we sang was 'Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silence,' a fetching tune written by a French monk sometime in the 14th century. I started to sing along, realized there was a contradiction here (seeing as how I'm a mortally fleshly kinda guy), and just sort of stood there humming merrily along.