I took my cousin Maurice to a Strip Club in Reno, many years ago. I was working on him, you see, as he was an up and coming Catholic priest in the Reno diocese. He put on his street clothes that day and we hung out with the ladies for the afternoon and had a great time.
I was a bit worried about Maury. He seemed to have no interest in women which, considering he was a priest, was fine, but I sensed a leaning in the other direction. Maybe that afternoon did him some good because the last I’d heard he had married a woman with three kids, and I’m not sure if he left the priesthood to do that…
I guess I landed alright, I have a new daily 0745 pickup out at Hatches Corner that lets me enjoy sunrises like this while working on my paperwork, and I have a woman too…
Hey, we also got our driveway redone tonight!
