I have to apologize for the title, ’cause mOm has specific ideas about what constitutes family and I’m being a bit more general.
This afternoon I’m going to a friend’s place and in the company of some church worthies gang interview a prospective minister. If it doesn’t work out we’ll be all, like, sadface primate, and if it looks hopeful we’ll be hooting and hollering. And if’s meh, we’ll deal as always.