Saturday Night Live alumnus, and the Wolf’s girlfriend in Pulp Fiction, did a DVD stand-up performance of her life’s religious journey, and her turning at last, to unbelief:
I thought, “Okay, calm down. Let’s just try on the not-believing-in-God glasses for a moment, just for a second. Just put on the no-God glasses and take a quick look around and then immediately throw them off.” So I put them on and I looked around.
I’m embarrassed to report that I initially felt dizzy. I actually had the thought, “Well, how does the Earth stay up in the sky? You mean we’re just hurtling through space? That’s so vulnerable!” I wanted to run out and catch the Earth as it fell out of space into my hands. . . .
I wandered around in a daze thinking, “No one is minding the store!” And I wondered how traffic worked, like how we weren’t just in chaos all the time. And slowly, I began to see the world completely differently. I had to rethink what I thought about everything. It’s like I had to go change the wallpaper of my mind.
Prometheus Unbound 
Santi
Does “aturday Night Live alumnus, and the Wolf’s girlfriend in Pulp Fiction” have a name?”
Of course she does; it’s Julia Sweeney.
I watched the video; thank you.
VLA