Same old...same old...
I did it right this year.... I didn't give a shit. I knew that when it counts, my baseball team... well, they choke. I've seen it... Let me think... Fifth time now? At least in 1989, there was an earthquake that halted the World Series. Guess what? I am sitting here, actually, not giving a damn. It feels good. Yeah, best decision I made all year - not to get excited about the Chicago Cubs. I yelled at my nephew when he started talking smack in the name of the Cubs. "Dude," I said, "don't say a word. Don't say a word until that final pitch of the World Series and that scoreboard says "Cubs Win"! Don't get excited. Don't do a thing. Trust me!" It was good advice.
I bought a "walking wand." It's a light up stick that I use when I walk late at night. I don't want to get hit by cars (but, the way things seem to be going, that might actually be a nice diversion). The wand has two functions. The first function is a constant steady "on." That's pretty much the one to use on routine walking expeditions. What sold me on this cheap piece of equipment; however, was it's other function. It can blink. "Why would you want it to blink?" asked a friend. "Easy," I said. "I won't get hit by any low flying airplanes!" So, folks, don't you worry. I am safe from all the low flying airplanes. They won't be hitting me. How can they hit me with my blinking walking wand? Huh? How is that possible? "That would make a good story!" said a friend at work. "What?" I asked. "Getting hit by an airplane," she said. "Hey," she said, "I have a good story to tell.." as she mocked me. "Yeah," I said. "Let me tell you how I lost my left-hand. Funny story really. I was walking and a 737 just flew right by and cut it right off!" We laughed. I then looked at my friend and said, "Actually, I don't think it is a story I ever want to tell. I better walk with the wand blinking all the time." Yup! I am safe from those low-flying airplanes!
Prost!
Prost!
I bought a "walking wand." It's a light up stick that I use when I walk late at night. I don't want to get hit by cars (but, the way things seem to be going, that might actually be a nice diversion). The wand has two functions. The first function is a constant steady "on." That's pretty much the one to use on routine walking expeditions. What sold me on this cheap piece of equipment; however, was it's other function. It can blink. "Why would you want it to blink?" asked a friend. "Easy," I said. "I won't get hit by any low flying airplanes!" So, folks, don't you worry. I am safe from all the low flying airplanes. They won't be hitting me. How can they hit me with my blinking walking wand? Huh? How is that possible? "That would make a good story!" said a friend at work. "What?" I asked. "Getting hit by an airplane," she said. "Hey," she said, "I have a good story to tell.." as she mocked me. "Yeah," I said. "Let me tell you how I lost my left-hand. Funny story really. I was walking and a 737 just flew right by and cut it right off!" We laughed. I then looked at my friend and said, "Actually, I don't think it is a story I ever want to tell. I better walk with the wand blinking all the time." Yup! I am safe from those low-flying airplanes!
Prost!
Prost!
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