Sam & my nephew Johnny are doing a pretty good Cliff-Jeff impression.
"I'm always trying to talk him out of doing stupid stuff," Sam said.
Yeah. I know the feeling.
Once again, when it all comes down, I'm the one who gets burned.
Johnny and I often play billiards on the phone. He takes a shot, sends it to me, and we play a few games in a row.
I hadn't heard from him in awhile.
Until Friday night.
I was in the airport, waiting for the captain to show up so we could leave. I received a text with the billiard table and a message.
"Remember when you said you'd get me a plane ticket for my birthday?"
"Sure," I answered. "When you thinking of coming up?"
I missed my shot and sent the table back.
"Tomorrow," he said in the return text. He had made 3 shots.
I made one, missed my second shot.
"Plane tickets don't actually work like that," I said. "It's pretty expensive to try and buy a ticket the night before."
He made 3 more.
"You'll be all right," he answered.
I made the trip home and Kathy greeted me.
"They're still scheming. We aren't paying that for him to get here."
Johnny was now on the Face-Time making his case.
"Don't you want to see my beautiful face?" He asked.
"Not for a grand!" Kathy said.
The conversation continued until mid-afternoon on Saturday.
Johnny arrives early Monday morning.
"That's a pretty nice birthday present," he said. "Of course it'll be worth every penny."
Now to fill the freezer.
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