Christmas is over; I’ve recovered from New Year’s. It’s gray, cold, wet, and windy outdoors. Rush hour this morning was a bear.
Amuse me, please.
Tell me again the part of the story where Tim Hagan, doing an imitation of Sgt. Schultz, says with conviction, “I know nothing.”
I know you just told it, but I love the story about the work on the Innerbelt, especially the part where one bridge can be financed with taxpayer dollars, but another can’t.
The kids are in school, but tell me again the story of Jo Pa, that paragon of virtue. I’ll never get tired of this one.
Let me get you a beer. Your stories are riotous, but you better wet your whistle.
What about the one where the Plain Dealer fires its only Pulitzer Prize winner? That’s a great one.
Now, this is a long one, but I love the way you tell the story about the new military tactic, you know, the one where we declare victory, thank ourselves for establishing democracy, and leave.
Thank you, pal — you’ve brightened my day!
