Wednesday, September 21, 2005
Let's talk about Shane!
I'm feeling slightly spunky tonight. I was talking with my dear friend Shane last night and he made some comment about how glad he was that he hasn't been talked about on this blog. Well, of course I just HAVE to talk about him now. He tells me that he only reads my blog when he's bored at work and needs to kill time. I'm not sure if that's a compliment or not. He and his lovely wife Julie live in Chicago which is too damn far away from me. I've been out there once to see them and really need to go again. They have darling little munchkins who only eat breakfast food because that's all that Daddy will feed them. I swear, every time I talk to Shane and he's making dinner, he's popping waffles or french toast sticks into the microwave. Dude, there's more out there than Aunt Jemima. So.....I met Shane in college when we were both nerdy Religion majors. Back then we used to think that a little dose of Jesus would make the world right. Ha. Oh man, we are both so jaded nowadays! We just look back on those college years and laugh. So, Shane is one of these liberal, progressive, could-be-a-hippie type guys. In fact, he's so liberal that his mom and dad kind of freaked in college b/c he was friends with gay people (shock) and they were afraid he might be gay. He made the mistake of bringing Mom and Dad to church with him one Sunday, a church that has a whole huge crowd of "different" folks and Mom nearly had a heart attack. I think he spent several weeks trying to convince her he was straight. Oh my gosh!! I just figured out why he and Julie had their baby---it was to prove something to his mom! Wow. :-) Yeah, Shane is SOOO going to kill me for this blog but I really don't care. And now for a tender, sentimental moment----Shane has really been there for me over the years. He totally came and held my hand through the funeral of my dear friend Neal. He makes me laugh, he listens to me bitch, and he hates Republicans. I couldn't ask for a better friend. There, sappy moment over. Ok Shane, I'm done talking about you.
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Oh, I see: you only talk about people who don't leave comments on your blog. No, really: that's fine. Just fine. I mean, it's not like I let you take blurry photos of me in a state of semi-undress. It's not like you are my sole reason for living. Well, okay: that one's a stretch, but still! Where's my blog entry? Huh? Huh? Nobody's gay for Mole-Man. Sigh.
Bunny Man, I'm tellin ya--that picture I took is SO not cool. It should be on the cover of Crack Whore magazine, not Bears Hairs.
I'll tell you something--you light up my life. You give me hope to carry on. You light up my days and fill my heart with song........
So today I was "bored" why suppose to be working and decided to read Rachel's Blog! Because truly it's just a time killer! : )
And low and behold I'm the topic of discussion. Rachel, I'm concerned your not getting out enough! Your single and sassy and yet the best topic you've got is me?
Regardless, thanks for clearing up my years of therapy because of my mother - yes, I knocked Julie up in order to prove my manhood. There I said it!
All I know is you better blog about "the friendly bunny" or else your new cat may end up dangling from a pole somewhere!
Shane
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