I received an e-mail from my brother Marte’ the other day. You remember Marte’?
He’s the brother that held the most wonderful 4th of July bash this past summer at his beautiful house which sits on a lot that has a pond and room for a pony.Anyhoo…He contacted a number of people including all seven of his wonderful siblings and invited us to an Oktoberfest Bash that he and his lovely wife are throwing on the 10th of October.
I responded to him that an Oktoberfest Bash sounded wunderbar and asked if Pope Benny would be in attendance. After a follow-up phone call that mysteriously went dead, I received another e-mail from Marty.
It read as follows…
Hi Matt,
My phone died while we were speaking. No, Really.
Glad you can attend. Denny and Anne are in.
Pope Benny cannot attend.
Cardinal Vinny (another brother) will whistle.
Eileen will give a dramatic interpretation of something.
I will roast my own wiener.
Ha…Roast my own wiener. That boy is funny, and we are both infantile, but eh, what the hell…
Marty also sent some pictures along with an equation that serves as foreshadowing of what may transpire during this autumnal gala…
This...
Plus This...
Equals This...
Ha...My family is made up of some verifiable kooks and Marte' is no exception.Oh I how I love him and
It is a shame that Blitzkrieg Benny won't be there but...Hey, wait minute. I could call up my ol' pal Dubya.
If you remember this post from three years ago, you'll recollect how Dubya loves a good German party.
If you don't remember or don't want to hit the link back to it, here's what Bush looked like when we were partying Teutonic-Style...
What a cute Bavarian GW made. I miss him.Well folks...That's it for today. I am all alone again on this day off Thursday as Schmoop is working.
If you'd like to be my special friend today, drop me a line or shoot me a call. I'm all alone until I pick my kid up from school.
Does anyone want to be my special friend?
Cheers!!
