Nick and I have been surfing the web checking on the weather in the San Francisco bay area. There is a church looking for a priest and the place sounds like a perfect (well, as perfect as it can be from an internet post) fit. I am really excited but I don't want to get too excited. I don't want to build this up too much and then crash if it doesn't come through. So off with the resume, cover letter, and official forms. I won't hear anything until after Easter. But something good could be in the works!
On other things: I was walking in the park today and saw a pull-tab on the ground. I got to thinking, how long ago was it that cans had pull-tabs? It had to be at least 20. So, that garbage has been lying around for 20 years. And now I feel stupid because I did not pick it up and throw it away.
4 comments:
Back in the 70's, the prairie that I take care of was a big beer-drinking spot. We still find pull tabs after just about every prescribed burn. They are a real testiment to the endurance of garbage.
SF! what a change that would be from the midwest.
Absolutely the BEST wishes are coming your way for the opportunity in SF!!
But would two gay guys REALLY want to move to SF? Just askin'. **EG**
[Just teasin'! Go get'em, Ben!]
Any news on the SF gig? That sure would be something to pray for, even if it means you'd be an entire continent away (and I haven't even made it up there to meet you for the first time!).
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