Church -- Rewound

Captain and I are supposed to attend service at a small, non-denominational church in the Back Bay. How did we hear about this church, you ask? Long story, but the short answer is that we were accosted by a bachelorette party last weekend at Dillon's on Boylston St. Literally. I mean, we had seats at the bar, were hemmed in by 6 girls (3 hot, 3 not), and among other things received an invite to go to church with them. Of course we agreed.

I made an ass of myself the last time I tried to make a move at church so hopefully today goes more smoothly (no pun intended). It's an 11am service but looks like Captain has not slept in his place and cannot extricate himself from present company to join me, so I'm flying solo. The service is actually quite entertaining. Pastor X is young and has an alternative, revival spirit. I'm feeling the love. Two very attractive girls in sundresses walk in late and grab seats up front. Now I' m in love. Wow, that was fast. I have my mission.

The service ends and everyone's mingling. I head out and shake hands with Pastor X. He's a "cool and froody" kind of guy, to quote Zaphod from the Hitchhiker's Guide. I instinctively like him. I head back into the antechamber and find Sundress 1 and Sundress 2 walking by, laughing. As they pass me I make some sort of harmless, ridiculous comment. They laugh. I accompany them outside. 5 minutes later I have the email address of Sundress 1. I have redeemed myself. Halleluja!