I want to thank all of you for all of the lovely birthday comments yesterday, I appreciate it. And of course…
Thanks one helluva lot for the pizza, Pizza Bill. It was fucking incredible as always.
I can’t believe you and your wife are so nice to me when I berate you so…Of course, since I screwed up Sunday, I have to cease that for awhile, dammit.
I’m sure Drive-By Mikey will have fun with this one after he’s finished giving me wrath of shit. Oy Vay!!
Anyhoo…Thanks Bill and thanks all y’all.
My brother Marty once again showered me with brotherly affection. He gave me a gift certificate to a local fave pizza place and a beautimous bottle of wine…
Damn right, Bitches…Gnarly Head Wine. Thank ya Marty-Boy!!
My son and his mom stopped by briefly on their way home from Cleveland where they watched Lebron James score 47 points as the Cavs defeated the Knicks Saturday night.
They gave me a new beard trimmer, because mine recently bit the dust. I dig it so, but…there was more. Ryno made a birthday card while they had lunch at Chipotle’s…
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Yeah, he drew my birthday card on a Chipotle napkin, and presented it to me at work. What a guy.
In addition to all of that, they brought me a big coffee and two double cheeseburgers from Micky D’s. Oddly, one of the double cheeseburgers looked like this when I opened the bag...
Yeah, Ryno left me some teeth marks and slobber on one of the burgers. What more could a dad ask for from their son?
Even though I wasn’t there when he did it, I can hear him laughing as he did.
And that, is the best present that I could ever hope for.
Happy Monday all, and here’s to the New Orleans Saints. There’s nothing like a good underdog story where the underdog pulls it out.