Next Year's Halloween Costume

I’m back home in the Bat Cave after being in KC for Thanksgiving. And by Thanksgiving, I mean a 4-day bender.

I went to Jo B’s 23rd annual Friday night party on, well, Friday night. It was great talking with people I hadn’t seen in 20 years. But I got tired of hearing the same questions.

- What’s your secret for staying in shape all these years?
- Can you still run a sub-5 minute mile?
- How are you still single?
- Can you believe we finally have a black president?

On Saturday Mr. and Mrs. O drove in from Wichita to watch the Mizzou/Kansas game with me at a bar. Afterwards, a sober Mrs. O drove a drunken Mr. O back to Wichita.

And she wonders why I call her the Luckiest Lady in the World.

I didn’t watch much news in between sessions, but I saw NASA was finally able to get the urine-to-drinking water machine working in space.

If this thing is ever sold commercially, I’m going to make a fortune off my mattress.

“I didn’t talk to nobody.”

“Did you just say you didn’t talk to nobody?”

“Yeah I did, Benny (know-it-all smartass).

Sorry – this is an inside joke. Sometimes these are just for me.

It was a cold and wet December day when we touched the ground at JFK.

One Response to “Angel Of Harlem”

  1. slingen says:

    I got me one one of those Urine-to-drinking water machines on black friday at wal-mart…..sweet machine…still trying to fill up my water bottle so I can go for a ride…

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