Due to a set of circumstances that would not interest the masses, it seems that Ken (my friend and bodyguard) and I will have to handle the
Sunday Services pool bobbing and beer drinking at his house by ourselves today. The beer is ice cold, and the pool is crystal clear and comfortably heated. Iâ€™ll be bringing hot dogs made by the local German butcher.
Tough duty, but someoneâ€™s gotta do it.