Scene from the Interview - Eyes Right! |
I was taking a little
ribbing at work as my long awaited television interview finally aired. I think I did okay although I could tell that
when I wasn’t talking I was making a concerted effort not to look down the gaping
neckline of the interview host; read earlier blog entry to find out why.
To make matters worse, the
one thing I was looking forward to yesterday, lunch with my son, had to be cancelled. He reported feeling poorly so he wasn’t available
for lunch. My truly outstanding boss
filled in by taking me out to lunch at the nearby Tweed ’s
restaurant. It’s an Irish bar/restaurant
that makes a great cheeseburger – talk about being in my wheelhouse.
I got home and I swear that
friggin dog of mine can read minds because he knew he was headed for a trip – something
he loves. We got down to Rhode Island and he
quickly linked up with his cousin Bailey to wreak havoc on my sister’s back
yard. He definitely did not like the
idea of me leaving without him. My
sister called later in the evening to report a huge thunderstorm and the attendant
panic attack by Buddy the Pendejo.
Buddy and Bailey on the Prowl |
My Sister Trying to Distract Buddy So I Could Escape |
My wife called to report
there had been a major change in the planned wedding garb for herself – I’m
guessing some Virginia shopping is responsible but details were scarce. As her dress had changed apparently that
meant the color of my shirt had to change also.
I’ve learned enough not to question.
She walked me around the house and made her new selections via face time
video on the I-Phone. Some things about
the new technology she grasps (with both hands).
I watched the first
discouraging loss of the year for the Sox who blew a two run lead in the 9th
inning as their new closer imploded and gave up five runs; so it begins. I
still like this team though.
Shake It Off Big Guy! |
Our friends from Maine showed up late in
the evening and I’m posting this shortly before heading out on the road. I’m actually looking forward to this trip
because I have so many, really cherished memories of Northern
Virginia – especially my last tour. I may even get a chance on Friday morning to
get out on the running trail through Old Town Alexandria that I used to run
every afternoon. First the eight hour
drive though, sonofa…
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