Elvis is in the building
Ok, first I'm sorry I haven't been around. Life can be very crazy at times. But here is some comic relief. My wife is a teacher and school got out on Friday. At the same time the shirt tail relative who owns the hot club in town brought in "Dueling Pianos" from Las Vegas. Some of you may understand the concept, but it is an entertaining night in which to folks playing pianos play songs for tips, and do funny story etc. Anyway, all of a sudden one of the players says," Ladies and Gentleman, we have a celeb in our midst. But he won't come up unless he hears a loud enough drum roll on the tables." The club is sold out and people are thumping like crazy on the tables, including the Dawg. Well, he comes down and grabs me, unbuttons my shirt to my surgically repaired bellybutton, slaps a big ass wig on me and glasses. He annouces that Elvis is in the building and takes me on the stage where he has me do all kinds of crazy s*&t, most of which entails hip movement. I hadn't had enough liquid encouragement not to have some embarassment, but it was pretty funny. Rumor has it there will be some pics available, I'll see if I can't get ahold of one so you can see "Elvis"
Other then that, I training for my "Tour de Cure" ride on 6/17/06 and I turn 39 on 6/12/06. Should be a fun week.
You don't have to worry about the Dawg, he'll always goes home. Just keep that in mind, I will always be the one going home! But thanks for the thoughts. Just haven't had the time to get over here as much. Summer is just plain crazy. We have Minor in Possession party patrol, boat patrol, forrest patrol plus the fact that the warm weather and the extra light just get people darn active. My hand gets cramps from writing tickets, and I actually had one little 19 year old hottie offer up a service if forget to write her a ticket. I just said, "Smile, your on candid camera" and pointed to the video mounting on the dash.