Ah. Well... I attended Juilliard... I'm a graduate of the Harvard business school. I travel quite extensively. I lived through the Black Plague and had a pretty good time during that. I've seen the EXORCIST ABOUT A HUNDRED AND SIXTY-SEVEN TIMES, AND IT KEEPS GETTING FUNNIER EVERY SINGLE TIME I SEE IT... NOT TO MENTION THE FACT THAT YOU'RE TALKING TO A DEAD GUY... NOW WHAT DO YOU THINK? You think I'm qualified?

Sunday, July 24, 2005

Reality TV

It's no secret, we live in a different world than our parents. Mama's family alone seems to be from another planet, but it's hard to break those family ties and besides that, family matters! Maybe I'm just being silly, but just let me vent my growing pains OK?

I stumbled out of bed this morning with a grimace on my face. It was a cold day in hell so I threw on a cosby sweater and headed to work. My coworkers and I had been working on a project and were split into teams. The A Team and the B team. Our group had left Charles in charge of most of the work. Is it any wonder there were 227 mistakes? Roseanne, our superior, was furious! She reminded us all who's the boss! Luckily I showed a little grace under fire, then she went back to her office. Just the 10 of us left standing there when Charles started spouting off excuses. I interrupted him with, "Gimme a break, we're all mad about you being an idiot!" He looked confused so I told him if he didn't understand he could look it up in Webster.

Finally, the work day was complete. I tuned the radio to WKRP as I drove home to my empty nest located at 21 Jump St. The moment I walked in the door, the phone rang. It was the Jeffersons. They invited me to dinner but I declined because the always have a full house. Instead I fixed a drink and tried to escape into my art. But as I was painting the diff'rent strokes seemed to run together. I put the paintbrush down and grabbed 2 silver spoons and tried to remember how to play Dixie on my knee. When that got boring I began to work on plans for my lie detector/shocker. As I was designing, women from my circle of friends called and invited me to enjoy a night out on the town. I said, "What the hell, I'm not married with children. I'm in!"

I took a quantum leap into life as I strolled out to the club in my snazzy new attire. Dressed kinda punky, Brewster met me at the entrance. We headed straight for the bar where the rest of the group was waiting for us. As I sipped on my drink I glanced out on the dance floor where the golden girls seem to sparkle under the strobes. That's when I saw her...she was like an angel, complete with wings! True, we were perfect strangers but I knew I'd spend the whole night courting her if I had to.

The dream was ruined when her big brawny boyfriend showed up. We all know three's company, that's just the facts of life, so I let the fantasy die. I ordered up another round and decided that any piece was better than none, so I let the unattractive girl beside me get a little too close for comfort.

I raised my glass and announced, "These are our wonder years...let's take them one day at a time.....CHEERS!

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