Monday, June 26, 2006

RANDY BOB STOPS BY

Today's blog is brought to you by the Laconia General Store in beautiful downtown Laconia. Russell Grubb says that if you have a hankering for a tasty summer treat then come on over to the snack bar. This week's special is Mayonnaise on Wonderbread and Pork &Bean Milk Shakes. Mmm, Mmm, Good!

Fuzzarelly had a visitor!

It was last weekend and it was Randy Bob. How can I describe Randy? When I met him, he was a newly divorced, bankrupt architect that rode a vintage Harley. He ended up selling the Harley and pretty much everything else that he owned and thus became a free spirit that lived in the old concession stand at the ball diamond behind the old school. He kept that place neater than a pin. Now, several years later, he's divorced again but with two little girls to show for his effort and a job as a truck driver. He even lives in a house.

Randy Bob had spent the evening tossing back a few cold beverages with our friend and neighbor, T, and as he was leaving he saw me on the porch knitting or some such. After a few pleasantries, he up and asked if I would leave Sweetie and run away with him.
"No."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes I'm sure. It ain't gonna happen."
"Well, I thought I'd ask."
And he shook my hand and drove home.

I saw him a couple of days ago and he asked me, "Did I ask you to marry me last week?"
"No, you asked me if I'd leave Sweetie and run away with you."
"Oh. (pause) I'm so sorry."
"Well, it never hurts to ask, now does it? Sweetie thought it was funny."
"You told him?? I mean, I'll take him on in a fist-fight but I don't want him hunting me down. He's not gonna shoot me, is he? "
"Most likely not."