Grant is away this week, leaving Darrin alone at his apartment, completely unsupervised, so I visited him yesterday to make sure that he is behaving himself and also to meet his new kitty, imaginatively named, “New Kitty.”
When I got there, Darrin was stuffing balloons inside a tube of Lion Brand’s Imagine yarn and then drizzling glue over the top. When I inquired what on God’s green earth he was doing, he mumbled something about an Easter basket and claimed that he had “a meeting about it on Tuesday.” I considered having him committed for his own safety but then I realized that if I did that, they’d be no one to give me $2.50 for the subway home.
After a $6 bottle of wine and some Elmer’s Glue (yeah, I know sniffing glue is sooo 1994, but I’m going through a retro phase), I came up with a brilliant business plan involving a pig, some parasites and a cat with an ear infection. Darrin didn’t seem impressed however, so we took to the streets in search of more alcoholic inspiration.
After finding a bar where the bartender looked exactly like an over-sized gnome, another brilliant business idea hit us: we’re going to open our own bar called “Fat Goose on the Wing” or brew our own beer called that…or something…we’ll work out the details later. Today I quit my job so I could focus full-time on our new venture. FACT!
Another scary fact, I’m not trying to look like a Gothic Rocky Dennis in this picture, it’s just an unfortunate coincidence. Darrin is trying to give his “mean” look. It doesn’t work does it?