8.07.06

Category: dribblings

if you look up “sherman guyton” on the google search? mine’s the first page listed. it’s listed ABOVE his own real estate site. the internet is a weird thing.

another weird thing is that mr. guyton’s campaign people called me the other day to ask if i was going to vote for mr. guyton in the upcoming mayoral election. i gave an exuberant “hell yes!”
which may have surprised the lady, but also i think she was glad to have such a positive answer so fast. she seemed like a nice lady. the only thing that bothered me was the fact that she had called me on my cell phone.

how did they get my number?

the only thing i can think of is when i registered to vote i had to give a phone number. do the candidates get lists of registered voters numbers?! cos it’s not like i’m in the phone book.
weird.

the current mayor (who’s been mayor for quite a long time) has been politicking at the HCH a bit. first there was the HCH’s 35th anniversary BBQ. and last week he brought ice cream for the oldsters. now perhaps mr. guyton realizes that the old folks are pro’ly going to vote for the old mayor because old people don’t like change, they fear it like they fear cleanliness. or perhaps mr. guyton doesn’t realize what the Power of Baked Goods & Ice Cream has over old people.

mr. guyton, the old people at the holy comforter house love cake.

that’s a freebie.

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i just got off the phone with Popsicle.

“jaimie, you want to come over tonight for BLTs?”

“i dunno. i’ll see what mr. fleegan wants to do.”

“okay.”

“he likes BLTs though. i’m the one who’s not crazy about them.”

“yeah. hey, have you got any bread you’re wanting to use up?”

“what?”

“loaf bread? that’s about to go bad or something?”

“um, i guess? you want to feed the ducks or something?”

“ha! no, we don’t have any bread for the BLTs.”

“you’re having BLTs and you don’t even have any bread?”

“yeah. i was hoping-“

“sounds like to me, you’re having what they call…a salad.”

“hahahahaha! actually, i don’t even have the lettuce.”

“i’m not sure you know what a BLT is, dad.”

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