Normal is relative
I brought the kid out to see my sister-in-law the other day, mainly because she didn’t want me to shave his head.
It was the first time he and I ate out together since before the pandemic. We had been to that restaurant before but he didn’t remember it.
Him: I want fries.
Me: Big surprise there.
They had scotch eggs there, and the last time I had a scotch egg was at Johnny’s hotel when he and I were still friends.
He called me recently but I didn’t pick up. Some things in the past should stay in the past.
We went back to her place for a bit and when I got ready to leave, I thought there was something on my boot.
Turns out it was my boot itself; I’ve had them well over a decade and a half.
Her: Yeah, it’s time for a new pair.
Me: Maybe I could repair them…
Her: Get a new pair, Logan.
It’s just my nature. I’m always trying to fix things.
In any case, the boy spent the night there so I gave Mouse a buzz.
Me: Indoor dining’s open again. Do you wanna grab dinner?
We ended up going to the same place we always do.
Waitress: What can I get you?
Me: I gotta be honest with you, we just came to get a bottle of wine and drink it all.
Her: I don’t have a problem with that.
It was nice, having a normal night again.
Normal being relative.
Mouse is wearing a Scenic Fights mask above, and we just released another video, this time reviewing the first Jason Bourne movie.