Missed Opportunity.
I had arranged to meet the infamous Velociman for dinner and drinks yesterday. I was stoked at the prospect of an evening of revelry with this well-spoken southern gentlemen who, after a couple Maker’s Marks, morphs into an evil, bullwhip wielding space mutant.
Unfortunately, as sometimes happens, fate intervened in the form of the death of my friend’s mother. I’ve known him and his mom for forty or so years, so attending her wake was a given.
This causes me to look forward with even greater anticipation to his next trip to the Garden State. My reasons for wanting to dine and drink with the V-Man are not entirely selfish. You see, I worry that he may need me to coach him during the Maker’s Marking process lest he run afoul of Garden State etiquette with some of the wrong folks (e.g. the pinky ring guys), which in these parts could mean a one-way ticket to a landfill.
That’s okay, Jim. We’ll make it up another time. And don’t worry, some of my best friends have families in the New Jersey adult entertainment business.
Comment by Velociman — December 17, 2004 @ 7:48 pm
Well, if either of you are ever in the Columbus OH area, look me up, or lemme know you’re comin’ this way. We’ll hook up.
Comment by RedNeck — December 18, 2004 @ 1:00 pm
Red – You’re on.
Comment by Jim - Parkway Rest Stop — December 18, 2004 @ 4:49 pm
I don’t think I’ve ever heard it put so damn succinctly…”evil, bullwhip-weilding space mutant.”
That was beautiful, Jim. Poetry.
Comment by Queenie — December 18, 2004 @ 8:13 pm
Hmmm…. Maker’s Mark. Isn’t that what Sgt. Jack Steele liked?
Comment by Auskunft — December 20, 2004 @ 11:47 am