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Originally Posted by camaraderie
Holy Cannolli...yeah I know Brian! Small world.
Oh gawd...no more sticky buns!!!  |
I got together with Brian's brother Russ out in Colorado Springs, '77. We went for a soooooothing libation at a place where he bartended part time called "Jose Muldoon's"..... gotta love a place with a name like that, and 3 guess as to what the beverage of choice was (hint: it saves time, amigo.)
As he was an employee, the good news was we didn't have to leave at closing time. The bad news was...we didn't have to leave at closing time. We had SUCH a good time, I ended up with 32 stitches in my head.
Medically required to do my best impersonation of a Sikh, I could no longer don my helmet and fly back the trusty, thrusty F-106 in which I had arrived. That took some e's'planin' to do, Lucy...none of which was acceptable. Some generals can get really anal about things like that.
But I digress. Last I knew, Brian was living in NYC, but that's 25 yr old data.
His ex (forgot her name, but I think she was a Midd gal) decided she wanted to be an actress, schlepped out to Hollywood and actually got some gigs on Soaps!
Winooski has gone through another "renaissance" and is now a big traffic rotary. Driving in circles....around Winooski.... the mind reels. But it is money better spent than the dome they were considering way back when. A cartoon at work showed "Winooski's Dome" as a garbage can lid. Tough crowd, n'est ce pas?
But enough Tom Foolery. Today's task is to empty out the boat and get ready to start tearing apart the engine, as the 27 year old impeller finally gave up the ghost. Doesn't owe me a dime.
Cheers,
Mr B