As you know, the start of school is always a hectic chapter in a young man’s life. It’s a period when free time is limited and stress-related diarrhea is copious. My week has been a frenzied rush of lesson planning, windsprints, and hot-headed recriminations leveled at passersby.
The energy level needed to get through my days intact is such that I’ve had difficulty sleeping. Last night I straddled a fire hydrant and spit at stray dogs until collapsing at 5am. I awoke two hours later naked in my garage. My neighbors are the best.
In addition, I’m chaperoning a middle school retreat on Thursday and Friday, spending a night in a cabin with a bunch of 11 & 12 year olds. This is exactly as fun as it sounds.
On the plus side, KFC is about to release their latest abomination against the natural law, the breadless Double Down Chicken Sandwich.
I’ll see you guys out behind the KFC. I’ll be the guy collecting spare change and muttering swear words.
I will be right beside you fighting off the team of raccoons screaming at the top of my lungs “Wolverine’s!!!!!”
Just got back from KFC Brookdale, and, I have to admit, I thought Peter was kidding, but there he was, straddling the drive-in menu, shoving rancid biscuits in his mouth.
That said, I cannot think of a better way to honor the memory of Sen. Ted Kennedy.
I feel for you on the middle school retreat. That’ll be rough. We should make wagers on whether or not you’ll get any sleep.
Peter should just record himself yelling no and play it on a loop.
Ted,
We have to save that concept for the next six Rock TVs after baby Slobodan is born.