3:50 p.m. - 2008-06-06
Pulling a Boner
The son survived the wisdom tooth removal. I barely survived the money removal from my wallet for said teeth extraction. I've spent more on dental work this month than on the friggen mortgage. Perhaps I should borrow a few of his pain pills to dull my financial ache.
At least he is employed. Next Wednesday he will be life guarding at one of the city pools and no doubt ogling girls in bikinis. Actually, he is just now having a re-intrest in girls. He was a heart breaker from the time he was in kindergerden. One mom told me her daughter had carved the son's name in their coffee table. I think this was around second grade. By the time he was in sixth grade, girls were being dropped off at our house by mom's and the girls would prepare food for him (mac & cheese, sandwiches). Once there were four girls at our house at the same time, all trying to be the favorite.
Alas, by eighth grade, the girls stopped coming to the house. The phone calls slowed. I began to wonder if he had turned his back on the female population. I guess he was just taking a break. The last two nights he has been making time with some girl. I think the girl drought is over.
Look's like it will be a quite weekend at home. A little grilling. A little swimming. A little yard work. A little comedy.
I wanted to leave you with a funny joke, but my brain is refusing to pull anything from the memory pile right now. I can leave you with a funny visual, though.
Hilary comes home late from a hard day at the senate and hears loud noises coming from her bedroom. As she races up the stairs, Obama passes her on his way down. Hilary enters the bedroom to find Bill still in bed smoking a cigarette. She asks "What the hell is going on?" Bill replies " I think I have a great shot at being VP, Honey".
