I found a Jehovah's Witnesses pamphlet in my door today. I've been given religious stuff twice this week (a few days ago, it was the Mormons), and I'm NEVER HOME when they come around! I apparently live in Jesusville, and I've never met any of these mystical bible-thumpers who leave me little presents or set up interesting yard decorations.
I find this a little odd, because Temple David is practically right next door, so you'd think it would be more of a Jewtopia. Alas, no. Ah well, that's what Squirrel Hill is for.
There's also a little Buddha garden statue outside my door. Maybe that's why Jesus's minions are after me this week.