My buddy Dave blew into town for a few days and it was great to see him. He lives in Nashville now, living a local sportscaster's dream. He's anchoring in his home town, covering the SEC, NFL and NHL. It's a kind of perfect storm: the best thing short of ESPN or an actual network.
He had a voucher for a flight, so why not come back to Shreveport where he made many friends?
We rectified an obvious oversight. He claimed (and this is an outrage) that all the years he lived here, he never went to Herby K's. So, he rounded up his crew and to Herby's we went.
Being on vacation, he was able to relax, enjoy the company and a big mug of beer.
It has been almost three years since I had seen him, and happily it will be a just three weeks until I see him again. We're going to Nashville for the Music City Bowl!
That trip works out well for everyone. The Daughter gets to look over a university or two and Joe College gets to live in the house without family encumberance for a few days. Who knows what he will do? That's a little scary. As long as there's no damage and the place is cleaned up when we get back, we'll be okay.
By the way, We saw Dave two days in a row. On the second day, he was wearing a very familiar sweater.
Sphere: Related Content
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
2 comments:
Nah, it's not the same sweater ... The sweater last night was navy and had a 3/4 zipper in front.
Bad attention to detail, Daddy D. But it was great to see you!
Dave
Dave, ya gotta cut Daddy D some slack... afterall when you get our age, our wardrobe choices are usually based on how easy they are to put on and take off. Ahh the joys of Velcro Sneakers ; )
Post a Comment