While I am writing this blog, I am on the phone with my friend Mike. We'll see how I do with the distraction of another type of media. So far, so good. Although, I don't have a head set or anything so I am bound to get a crick in my neck from holding the phone without my hands you know.
What a coincidence! Mike just asked me if I am going back to my blog tonight. I told him that I am writing one right now. And Mike just said a joke about where they grow blogs like a cranberry blog.
Tonight, Mike went to a Thai restaurant and the hostess, grinning from ear to ear, said to him, "Just one of you tonight?" As opposed to his clones, who had stayed home that night.
If twins came in separately, Mike said we could have a great comedy bit with hilarious consequences.
Mike is now going to tell me how Fawlty Towers teaches life lessons. Mike is taking a while to get to the punchline. He said that, similar to an episode of Fawlty Towers, he was too embarrassed to call or email about his dance lesson so he was going to drive down there to see if he really had a lesson. He decided to email instead, which was a good thing, because they emailed him back to tell him they were on their way to Ireland. He had actually missed his lesson last week, and they wondered why he didn't show up. So don't be afraid to confront the truth, to save yourself some gas.
And now, I am going to read the blog to Mike. We'll see what he thinks. Mike is laughing, and, as usual, is thinking of all sorts of permutations and add ons to the blog material. But the blog is getting too long. We'll have Mike say goodbye. Mike says: Life is like Ocean Spray commercials. It's all about blogs and bogs.
Goodnight!
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From Steve's Writing Partner Mike: What was that part about distraction? I wasn't listening . . . HA HA HA HA HA HA
Really? You are getting worse and worse. Maybe you should get a second job at night so we don't have to read these blogs.
Mike should change his name to Steve.
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