Two parodies I liked this week: Responding to the news in the Times that "the Bible Society in Australia launched its translation of all 31,173 verses of the Bible in the language of text messages," Minor Tweaks, one of my favorite cheese enthusiasts and Ikea-bot correspondents, posts a sensitive, reverent version of the dialogue between God and Abraham. And The New Yorker's own Sasha Frere-Jones adds his own newly unearthed letters to the world's general amusement/fear about Harriet Miers.