For Thanksgiving this year St. Bob and I went to restaurant with our eldest son, Richie. This is a recipe for comedy as I was flanked by a comedian on either side.
At least there was a ninja nearby clearing tables, so I felt somewhat safe.
We were laughing about how many times the waiter had told us his name, and Richie said maybe he waits on a lot of old people, and has to keep reminding them.
“I hope I never get like that,” I said.
Richie said, “That’s the fifth time you’ve said that today.”
And now you know what it’s like to live in Joniopolis.
Hey, it’s officially Christmastime, so stock up on my latest book—perfect for adults or kids of any faith—A Little Christmas Prayer. Super low price, too!