Friday, July 15, 2011

Ruff Weekend

"Excuse me, sir.  I happened to notice you here in the kitchen.  Do you have a moment to answer a few questions?"  "What's in it for me?"  "A treat."  "As luck would have it, I'm available."  "What are your plans for Carmageddon?"  "I'll be taking the $4 JetBlue flight from Burbank to Long Beach."  "You're kidding.  Why?"  "Mainly, the free snacks."  "Any other plans?"  "Oh, I might catch the new Harry Potter.  I hear he dies."  "Great, now you've spoiled it for everyone."  "Then again, maybe he doesn't die."  "That's better.  Anything else?"  "Laze around the pool.  Nap.  Sniff stuff."  "One last question, sir.  Are you at all worried that Carmageddon signals the end of the world as we know it?"  "When you put it that way, no, not really.  I think it's a great way to say 'woof you,' to all the naysayers out there who don't think we can get through this thing.  But we can and we will.  We'll show those a-holes what we're made of."  "Thank you for your time, sir."  "My pleasure.  You said something about a treat?"


  1. Is that the highway it took us an hour to travel 5 minutes the night we had dinner with you? Good luck with Carmaggedon, SJG. Fingers crossed you can say "woof you" to all of us!!

  2. Sounds like it... you were coming in from Santa Barbara? Dusty's ready, no matter what.

  3. Paso Robles. It was Saturday afternoon and I remember saying, "Oh, good. We'll have a few hours at the pool before we have to get dressed for dinner." Then, we hit the log jam. Ended up with 30 minutes...but what fun we had! Playboy mansion in the fog!