Our dear friend Dom is back. This time his preachings take him from the Rapture (I want that word banned at least until the Oct 21 wave of "we're all gonna die" retardation roles in again) seamlessly into his Memorial Day Weekend preparation. That very preparation, as with all things Dom does, is meticulous. He even soaks in the radiation from a microwave because "tanning salons are weak and the sun is for poor people." I can't find a single flaw in that logic.