I'm off! Wish me luck!
Upon my arrival home, I noticed that I had a text waiting for me:
LUCK! I don't know what I'm sending it out for, but go KICK SOME ASS!!
I think that's fairly cool. She didn't know what I was doing, but she told me to kick some ass. That folks, is friendship. I like it. I think I'll keep her.
Dad and oldest nephew stopped in for a few minutes en route to a hockey tournament down along the border. They're pretty cute going together. I confess that dad's probably one of the coolest grandfathers going.
I'm posting a picture of my shirt. The front of it says "Do you Enjoy all Nighters?" The back is an advertisement for a pancake house. I get a lot of reactions when I wear this out in public and they're most funny because, usually, I forget that I'm wearing it. One dear old soul went by and turned up his nose and said "no. I do not enjoy all nighters, thank you very much". I'm pretty sure he wanted to 'harumph' in there if he thought he could make the proper sound. I crossed the street downtown and a truck drove by, blew the horn and gave me a big thumbs up and smile. Mom says I'm too old to wear it, yet too young to be sleeping over at PC's. I snicker and bite my tongue, refusing to point out that there's probably a direct correlation between the two.
I wonder if my kids will insist in torturing the shit out of me as I do my own mother? We're shopping all day tomorrow. I'll let you know monday morning if I've been disowned.
We're all here for a spell. Get all the good laughs you can.
Will Rogers (1879-1935)