…but your old ones are gold
Her: Logan, congratulations! Are you and Mrs. L free on Dec 13? [We’d] would like to take you out to celebrate.
Me: Hola, and yes, I think so but we’re in Korea ATM and heading to Taiwan tomorrow AM. Back on the 30th. Firm up then?
My friends around the way plus RE Mike and his wife dropped me a line the other day.
I’ve known them all for at least a quarter of a century when they all lived close by.
Said it before that all friends are great, but your old ones are gold.
We actually went to a new Greek restaurant in the neighborhood that I’d not been to yet.
The food was killer and RE Mike, being RE Mike, chatted up the owner, who spent a good deal of time at our table telling us all about everything.
Me: Thanks so much for taking us out, it’s really so nice of you.
Her: We wanted to celebrate you two!
Me: Well, thank you, we’re definitely grateful…and fat.
Later that week, we met up with the ABFF and went to one of her friend’s places for a holiday party.
Someone made some lasagna, which I have a hard time saying no to, and it turned out to be the fella that does The Dad Bod Pod, a podcast that interviews fathers.
Him: Do you want to do an episode?
Me: (shrugging) Sure – I’m not sure what I’d talk about but, I’m game.
Him: OK! You can’t take it back now…
There were a whole buncha kids there and they wanted to head up to the roof so up we went.
The views were pretty killer.
Although I liked one view in particular.
It was a school night, so we ended relatively early.
Like I said, all friends are good, but the old ones are gold.
Firecracker: You have nice friends.
Me: Yeah, I try not to keep the douchebags around.
Location: yet another holiday party, this time with a lava cake
Mood: fat…so fat
Music: I bought a rock, I tied the knot, and I’m making her my wife (Spotify)
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