Today was a good day. It started off with me getting to work seven minutes late. I was pulled over by a motorcycle cop while riding the trusty Shadow to the mall to buy a garage door clicker. Luckily it was a false alarm. 2002 registration tags are the same color as 2005.
I talked to Earl Campbell on the phone this evening. Elise was catering an event at UT, Earl Campbell was there and Elise said “Here, talk to my husband.”
Earl: [very enthusiastically] “Hello, this is Earl!”
Your Humble Narrator: “Hey Earl!”
Earl: “How ya doin’?”
YHN: “I’m good – how are you?”
YHN: “Aieieieieieeee… EARL CAMPBELL GOOOOOD!!! Arble flocky moo goo gai pan – weeeeeeeeee deeeeeeeeeeeee weeeeeeeeee deeeeeee. Me like the EARL CAMPBELL!! Wooosahhhhhhhhhhh.
Okay, I didn’t really say that, but I talked to Earl Campbell on the phone!