Occasional Holy Man, Indifferent Bassist, and Maladroit Carpenter Who Offers Stray, Provocative, and Insouciant Thoughts about Religion, Archaeology, Human Foible, Surfing, Interesting People, and Quirky Music. [Also, "alot" is not a word.]
Friday, October 19, 2012
After the break the three other clergy I was sitting with moved to other tables. This is reminding me of junior high. Then again, I have ten salads I can eat.