Friends

I have some unique friends.  They're good-hearted, free thinkers, and the kind of people you'd want covering your back in a fight.  That said, a lot of them also have a somewhat skewed sense of humor . . . which is one reason we get along so well.  And they certainly keep life interesting!  I never know what's going to show up in my email, voice mail, etc.

Like today.  My cell phone beeped at me to let me know I had a new text message.  Nothing odd there; could have been from any one of a dozen people.  It wasn't quite what I was expecting, but was exactly what I needed:

"Here's to the bull that roams the wood,

Doing all the heifers a ton of good.

If it wasn't for him, and his little red rod,

None of us here could eat steak, by god!"*

Courtesy of my buddy Draken.  I don't know how he does it.  We won't communicate for weeks at a time, then when I'm in need of some cheering up, he'll send something like that my way, just out of the blue.  And I really needed it today; I've had a bad couple of days, what with injuries and computer problems.  (Thanks, Bro'!)

*Lyrics from a Scottish Rogues' song.