I'm joining the small throng today who like to play up the geek meaning of "Easter Egg", namely a buried or hidden treasure, accessed via some secret key combination most likely, in a computer game. That might be the most literal rendering of the geek meaning, but by ripple effect, it can mean a lot more.
In Python World, we have two Easter Eggs that play off the keyword import, what in C they call use. If you enter import this at a Python prompt, you'll get the famous Zen of Python poem by Tim Peters. Just about every Pythonista knows this. I'd say a tad more obscure is import antigravity, which will get your browser to pop up with a famous XKCD comic (about Python of course).
I'll identify as Christian through my Quaker heritage, even though my wife, Dawn Wicca, got special clearance from her membership committee to stay non-Xtian in her identity, meaning being Quaker yet not Christian is not an oxymoron in the eyes of our Meeting. Identity is like clay: yours to shape. Different ages or eras manifest different types (back to Python, sorta). Dawn was raised Catholic and was escaping Patriarchy, yet she loved to read about Jesus and admired how good the Patriarchy was at ritual, around Easter especially.
I'll plan to join our Meeting today, on Easter Sunday, or First Day as old timey Quakers called it, wanting to decouple day names from celestial phenomena and the pagan overtones in planet-based nomenclature. Most Friends don't share those hangups today, or even think about the Moon as having anything to do with Monday. We have other Pythonistas besides me in our Meeting. I make jokes about the Snake Church sometimes and have pictures of Glenn Stockton, the late shaman, holding rubber snakes. I also promote beer drinking among Friends, and the concept of Quaker breweries, even though I've dialed way back on drinking alcohol myself. I've had my share.
Spring has sprung, big time in Portland, Garden City. Flower petals cover the sidewalks. Every couple weeks its a new bloom, with tulips and cherry blossoms withering, only to be replaced by lavender and apple blossoms, and a lot of stuff I don't know the names for. I'm weak on nomenclature when it comes to flora, a little better with fauna. Like I know what a faun is, thanks to Narnia (C.S. Lewis). I'm just another big dummy in a lotta ways, a sinner with limited access to Easter Eggs, and yet grateful for what I get.
