Souvenirs

 

My friend Mr. Pettit seems to disappear around Christmas each year to visit family in Canada. He always brings me back something.

This year he brought back a pig lighter for me … and other things too.

I think I looked less than appreciative and awed when he gave the pig to me. I clicked it a few times and it didn’t work.

I mumbled something. He mumbled something. We moved on.

I put it on the dashboard of my van, looked at it for a few weeks, and continued using a different lighter for lighting cigarettes.

I eventually tried the pig. It seems to work on warm days … kind of like a coconut seller on a tropical beach.

I like the pig! It is awesome! It is me!

Thanks for the pig!

 

note: if I wasn’t the Cheese, I’d be the Pig!

double note: no one can know you as well as you know yourself, but it’s scary how often other people guess correctly.

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Today #131

Today was pretty good. I can’t ask for more than that sometimes: I’m not greedy.