Looks just like...

I can't get over how much the new bishop looks like an old roommate of mine. (My mother would here insert, "Housemate, not roommate. If you say 'Roommate' people think you are living in sin!")

Anyhow, this particular housemate quit his job to pursue modern dancing and acrobatics full time. He took courses on ropes and hoops and high-wire acts. He once ordered hundreds of daffodil bulbs to plant all over our dilapidated neighborhood. He introduced me to quinoa and amaranth grain. You might say he was a little bit granola. More than anything, he was just a really nice, kind, interesting guy.

If the new bishop has more than just physical similarities to my old housemate, the Diocese could be a very fun and happy place in the next few years. Let's keep our fingers crossed!