Les Bonnes Choses

This past weekend, Rebecca and I were a host couple for the course they make engaged couples take if they are going to get married in the church. Now, Rebecca and I are buddies with the baby Jesus, but we're somewhat subdued in the expression of said Jesusness. So it came as some relief, both to me, and also to the engaged couples, that the weekend wasn't all over-the-top with the Jesus. Our responsibilities included giving a 15-20 minute talk. The talks were kind of generic Christian themed, at least, according to their titles, but really, the content of the talks consisted of practical advice about communicating and maintaining your relationship with your partner -- basically the sort of thing that applies to pretty much everyone regardless of their religious outlook. It's not like it was all nonsense about "just pray and everything will be okay", which is maybe the sort of bum rap that churchy things might get. Fortunately, there was another young newbie couple, and they were really nice. And charismatic. Like, I think they both rolled at least 15 on charisma. They invited the rest of the couples to dinner at their house some time in April. I failed my will save, so I accepted.
That last part should have made sense to nobody except a small handful of people with very peculiar interests. Will Wheaton, and the general readership at Fark.com would've gotten it.