Shouldn’t the arrows be pointing down?
Here’s an email I received today…
What’s up? You haven’t posted since June 22. Twitter doesn’t count, there are some of us out there that aren’t 13 year old girls. I thought texting was gay until Twitter came along, holy crap what a waste of time, and I don’t do Facebook since I am not a pedophile or a stalker.
– Anonymous
Okay, I know it’s been a while since the last post. Two weeks ago I was out of town for a family reunion. And I took a few more days off last week to enjoy the holiday weekend.
I learned a valuable lesson at my family reunion, though – You can ruin a 5-year old’s day by opening a Kool-Aid Jammer pouch the wrong way.
I mean, I didn’t know the straw was supposed to go straight down. I just shoved it through the other side. That got me a look from a little girl that melted my heart.
But not to worry. She showed me the proper way to open it, and gave me another chance later that day. I made sure I didn’t let her down again.
WTF happened to cans, anyway?
I have to go finish the movie script, now. It has to be completed tonight.
But remind me to tell you about the time I refused to take a pee pill at a buddy’s house – peed on his couch – and didn’t talk to him for over a month.
Never mind…I’ll remember.
Actually, that one might have to wait a while. I’m not sure enough time’s gone by for him to think it’s funny.
Update: I’ve been informed that I can never talk about this incident again.
Driving in to Darlington County
Me and Wayne on the Fourth of July