I went to Noshville this morning for breakfast with the guys I meet with weekly only to find myself in the midst of a St. Patrick’s Day festival. The restaurant was running a special on green eggs and ham (but I do not like them Sam I Am) and a local radio station was broadcasting. We were trying to carry on our usual witty conversation when we were invaded by the radio types and forces into play “Battle of the Sexes” against a group of women. Each group was asked a bunch of questions that supposedly related to the opposite gender. Of course the guys lost.
When Snowbird showed up, we had to get our picture. I’m the round one without a beak…
Only Wonder Understands 