Friday, July 13, 2007
Don't you think those ruby shoes are a little cumbersome for you?
Lots of time between posts and happy to say that most of my goals for the summer were met and some exceeded. But it couldn’t possibly be all good as I’m no longer playing softball in Bristol and now babysitting 2 nights a week watching my wife play. What was I thinking? Ah, it’s better to be happy than to go thru the motions.
This year’s Parade included cool, cloudy weather and hosting of our local politicians. I cheered loudly for the Governor and his wife with 'keep up the fight'. Then came the socialists who think they are smart enough to run the country. My wife really gave it to SWhitehouse, JReed and JLangevin with 'go back to the RI Follies' and 'wimps' as I quietly waved them to move on and said nothing. Of course, I was called out on this and my excuse was I couldn’t do it on the 4th.
This year’s Parade included cool, cloudy weather and hosting of our local politicians. I cheered loudly for the Governor and his wife with 'keep up the fight'. Then came the socialists who think they are smart enough to run the country. My wife really gave it to SWhitehouse, JReed and JLangevin with 'go back to the RI Follies' and 'wimps' as I quietly waved them to move on and said nothing. Of course, I was called out on this and my excuse was I couldn’t do it on the 4th.
But after that exchange we wondered out loud 'where’s the insane redhead?'
It took another hour but there he was, RI’s most successful drug addict, Patches Kennedy bouncing around trying to shake hands with ‘his people’. Of course he’s too good to walk with the other idiots, so he settles in around the Navy guys walking in line (probably) to pretend he actually cares about anyone but himself. Thankfully he missed us as we were ready to verbally barrage him and he probably would have cried like a 38-year-old who lives with his mom.
Yesterday I ran into our state rep, DGablinske.
At the True Value checkout line, here was the exchange:
DM: Hi, Mr. Gablinske
DG: Sir, you're far too old to call me mister.
DM: I know way too much to say otherwise.
DG: (after a loud laugh) Fair enough.
It took another hour but there he was, RI’s most successful drug addict, Patches Kennedy bouncing around trying to shake hands with ‘his people’. Of course he’s too good to walk with the other idiots, so he settles in around the Navy guys walking in line (probably) to pretend he actually cares about anyone but himself. Thankfully he missed us as we were ready to verbally barrage him and he probably would have cried like a 38-year-old who lives with his mom.
Yesterday I ran into our state rep, DGablinske.
At the True Value checkout line, here was the exchange:
DM: Hi, Mr. Gablinske
DG: Sir, you're far too old to call me mister.
DM: I know way too much to say otherwise.
DG: (after a loud laugh) Fair enough.
// posted by mac1 @ 9:36 AM 
