"Sir I can not sit next to her."
"Why not?"
"Because I have already become bar mitzvah, and it would be inappropriate for me to sit so close to her."
"It's a short ride kid, you really want me to rearrange everyone's seats on this bus so you don't have to sit next to that girl?"
"You would not understand. I am a man now. It would be inappropriate."
"Kid if sitting next to that pretty little girl ain't going to cause you to burst into flames or shoot a dreidel out your ass then you damn well better sit down before we have a problem."
"I will have to speak to Rabbi about you."
"Can Rabbi talk to dead people?"
"No."
"Then take a hint and sit down."
"Uh...yes sir."
Merry Christmas everyone. Merry Christmas. Last night I went to midnight mass and as pleased as I was to see quite a few of the old team there I was a little disappointed about how many people were there overall, and a little disappointed in some of the faces I didn't see. Such is life.
It's going to be interesting to see how I deal with the next few weeks. I'll turn twenty-eight a week from Sunday. Never thought I'd make it that far, although I guess I'm assuming I still have a week and a half left in me. I'm pulling out of the funk a bit and have decided it's time to go over a couple of things before I can drop back in to it.
Hence Fantasy & Wraith, the ten chapter story I'll be telling from now through the new year and my birthday. One chapter a day. We'll see how that goes.
Either way...after being stuck in the office for a few hours I'm heading home, but before I do I'll leave you with a crappy Christmas Poem...
All the maybe's and should'ves the probably's and could'ves
all these things left behind with no pain or remorse.
The holiday bells ringing, the fair young girls singing,
all songs of tomorrow no memories or worse.
All the drinks we be drinking, the shit we be slinging,
all happy and jolly no worries no fears.
The gifts all been boughten, ours sins all forgotten,
It's all merry merry 'cuz Christmas is here...
"Thank you, and have a Merry Christmas."
"I love you, and I always have, and it's killed me never being able to tell you. And I'm not hoping for a Christmas Miracle or nothin' like that. I just wanted you to know that I think you're just about the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life and I can't stop thinking about you no matter how hard I try."
"I said have a Merry Christmas."
"Uh...yeah. Same to you."
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