getting the time off from work wasn’t a problem. spending money on hotel, tickets, and gas — not a problem. conning one of the sisters to work for me Friday night April 15 at the bowling alley, potentially a problem.

my Friday night guys are a little on the rowdy side. they are crude, loud, and generally obnoxious. can you see why i love them? saturday during the SJBT the sister club met my friday night guys. they were shocked and appalled. i, of course just, laughed, beause that’s all you can do with the friday night guys.

so it was with great trepidation that i sent out the plea for a friday-night sub. i addressed it to the sisters whom i love, hoping that would gain me some favor.

sister #2 responded first, “i would love to, but i don’t think i could tolerate your friday guys.”
sister #4: “can you guarantee me they won’t hump the ball return?”
me: “No.”
sister #4: “if you can’t make them not hump the ball return can you tell them all to keep their pants on?”
me: “i can ask them to keep their pants on.”
sister #4: “i’ll do it if nobody else will.”
me: “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!”
sister #2: “you’re like a deadhead, but cleaner.”

all systems are go. i am going to chicago! wahoo.