There are two worlds in my universe. In one, I’m the world’s only blogging bellman, The Hook, and in the other I am plain ole Robert Hookey.
One may seem pedestrian compared to the other, but trust me, they’re equally nutty at times. Take this morning – 3:40 am, to be precise – for example: The mechanical drone of a mini-bus on our street awoke the wife and I from a much-deserved slumber. After assessing the situation and bitching accordingly, our individual reactions varied wildly.
THE HOOK: Well, we’re up… wanna do it?
VAMPIRELOVER: Are you crazy? I’ll probably throw up on you!
THE HOOK: I gotta tell you, that’s not a deal-breaker for me.
VAMPIRELOVER: Go back to sleep before I get the frying pan.
This has been fun, we should do this again. Of course, once the wife reads this, we probably won’t.
See you in the lobby – and not my bedroom – kids…