for my vesture they did cast lots

[mayhap]

My mom has been renewing contacts with old acquaintances now that the children who prompted their initial meetings are all grown and gone and everyone has quite a bit more free time. She and the parents of one of my little brother's good friends from his Christian private middle school have been back-and-forthing until they finally settled on a date when our two families were available to get together for dinner and a proposed group activity that all concerned have been known to enjoy. Even I, disinclined by nature to socialize with virtual strangers, opted to attend when I heard that my mom was bringing her famous cheesecake.

I mention all of this, not because it is of general interest, but to explain how I come to be going out to play poker on Good Friday.

... at least it's not strip poker? (John 19:23-24)