The telephone is ringing

is that my mother on the phone

As I was headed to my parents house for my niece's and older but sometimes wiser brother's birthday get together my cell phone started buzzing. A buzzing which always brings me great joy. This time though, the joy was different 'cause I realized who was calling, at least I thought I did.

When I answered I was greeted by Sadie, after a brief chat I was passed over to Zonker, who in turn handed the phone to Chrissy, who then gave the phone to Dash and before it was all said and done I was able to chat with Silk for a bit too.

By far one of the best phone calls I've had in ages, warmed the ole pumpin' gizzard it did, hell I may not even be able to play the role of grinch next christmas. Maybe next time I'll even remember how to speak English, instead of stammering and sounding like an incoherent crackhead. What great peeps.

Posted by phineas g. at 12:31 AM on March 05, 2006 | TrackBack
Comments

The pleasure was certainly mine, my friend.

; )

Posted by: Chrissy at March 5, 2006 09:50 AM

Great talking with you, Phin. You'll have to make a road trip out here one day soon.

Posted by: Dash at March 5, 2006 09:34 PM

I quite enjoyed hearing your Southern accent once again. It's more refined than the Okies that I'm used to. Okay, "refined" perhaps is a bad modifier.

Defined?

Posted by: Sadie at March 6, 2006 01:48 PM