Yesterday was a bit of a treat. It all started when Heidi called me on my cell phone at 3:30. Her words exactly..."Where are you" "Your dog is bleeding everywhere" "You need to get home." I was downtown so with traffic on a Friday night it was going to be a bit on the hard side to click my heals together and magically appear. So I proceeded to come home as fast as I could. I called back thinking she would be a little more calm or something. Nope. Next words..."He is bleeding all over the yard" Alright at this point I am in visioning that he is lying in the yard in a pool of blood, so now I am freaking out big time. I guess too many episodes of ER, Greys Anatomy and CSI. So know I am speeding home. I rush into the garage get my wound healing medicine out of my hunting bag and proceed outside to see Jake. Dude at this point I was ready to pull out my own heart and stick it in his blood riddle body if needed. I walk out the back door and he is just laying there...........(american idol pause)..................Pretty suspenseful huh. Yeah, he is laying there licking his paw. There were about 5 drops of blood on the deck and that was it. He had a small cut on his paw in between his toes. I put my wound healing medicine (super glue)on him and proceeded to get ready to drink.
Heidi and I got all spiffed up and went to her works christmas party. Free Guinness for me. Had a funny conversation with Gpa on the ride to the bar. He was telling me about his bus ride through Mexico. I cant see him having to sit in a bus, but he said he had fun. Then he tells me he is thinking of flying to Europe. Oh My. In my lifetime I have never seen them or Gma-Gpa Hump fly anywhere. They have always drove to their destination. So he then started taking about people on the bus and you could tell he didnt want to curse. So he threw out this one liner that I had to write down before I forgot. He said some of the people and I quote were: "being the north end of a south bound mule." Just think about it and you will understand. Almost as good as the "fawderal" (not sure how to spell) comment.
At the bar I got to talking to this sales dude. He was the same age as me and just talking to him you knew he could sell you soap as you walk out of the shower. He owns like 2 or 3 different companies and once he gets a company up and running he takes that money that they are making and invests it in another company. Novel idea. He was just starting to get into the foreclosure business with buying houses that had been foreclosed for very, very cheap. Then selling them or renting them until the market gets better. Pretty smart guy. Dont know why I am telling you this other than if you think about it is really must be nice to have balls that big. I think most of us in our family are pretty conservative. Which most times is not bad at all, but sometimes we need to just fuck it and take a chance. Use whatever cliche you would like at this point.
So that was my day yesterday. Today nothing but Advil and rest.
Saturday, December 08, 2007
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"sometimes we need to just fuck it and take a chance"
well amen brother!!
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