In the holiday spirit, maybe
I just sent out a couple of emails this morning
to a couple of friends in the city who were asking for
mailing addresses to send out Xmas cards. One of them
responded back asking me about my new middle name.
In the spirit of holiday cheer I'm sending my response out
since I can't stop my belly from laughing about my sarcastic
mood today. We'll see, but will talk to you after the holidays.
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A new middle name?
One of my friends' bandleaders sent an email out this
morning asking for the same thing you did...a mailing
address so they could send holiday cards to their fans.
Since they are a punk-rock band, and fairly good friends,
I figured they'd appreciate me using that for my middle
name, or simply my inner sarcastic response to needing to
send out my mailing address. It was the mood I was in
already, but I did send out my address though. It makes
me laugh right now thinking of giving my mailing address
out, half suspecting that of course these people intend, or
at first intended, to send a Xmas card...and then me complying
with my suspicions most likely being on target, but still
throwing in a sarcastic defiant statement telling these people
to "bite me". It's a test to see how true friendships are is
my analysis.
We'll see how my friendship is tested when I discover a burning
bag of dog-shit at my front door, after I have to scrape all of
the unwanted doodoo from my shoes (or God-fobid my barefeet) when
I attempted to put out the fire-burning bag with the stomp of my
panicking leg. That's an old college prank I heard of, never happened, never did anything like that, but it will always be in the back of my head as I become an old angry man someday, and the annoying kids down the block decide to try and pull a prank on the old angry man.
A."bite me" K.
