Way back in my 30;s (most people incorrectly put an ' when saying something like 30s so I am highlighting their dumberness than me by putting a partial butthole with mine) I learned that all of my years playing marathon sessions of Civilization, Madden, and watching Saved By The Bell marathons had all been preparation for and had been instrumental in the creation of my ability to sit in a hospital chair for hours on end. Well now I am in my 40"s (infra) and I feel my skills slipping.
I only had an 8 hour session in the hospital room today and it nearly wrecked me. Thanks to my beautiful wife for recommending that we go to Grill House for dinner. And thanks to J u l i a Ha Dd IX for the booze that is causing me to think that my insane rambling is actually brilliance manifested.
Some of you may think that today Cole and his dad went to UCSF for a planned 8+ hour day of periodic lab draws, but you would be wrong. Oh how wrong you would be.
Technactually what had happened was that this morning I found my self in my favorite alley with my home boy Faze. Our favorite diner was closing so they were throwing out the choicest of garbage when all of a sudden we see some dude steal a nice grandma looking lady's (by nice we mean soft and sweet, not hardcore biker chik badass like some grandmas that I may, or may not, know) purse.
While our time as wandering homeless superheros in our own mind had taught us that this was not a strange occurance, it became strange when the robber suddenly turned into a dog and began bounding down our alley.
Faze yells to me, "Polymorph catch him. Let's be heros." Without hesitation I use my superhuman agility and catch the dogman. I get my hands on him and...well you all know what happens then. Long story short, Faze and I ended up in an adventure rife with super heroes, conspiracies, an enginerd who had a huge butt on his shirt (or was a butt, or had a smelly butt...), and generally made a mess of everything. If you want to hear the full story, send me $10.987 and I will fill you in on the details.
If today's post does not make any sense, then check your premises and adjust accordingly. While you are doing that raise your glasses and toast Faze who will use his power to change certain naughty cells to vapor so we can end this business.