So yesterday was one of my good days.
In the morning I went to Brooklyn, picked up Susan and we went to my “salon” so I could get my hair cut. I really needed it because my beautician has been on vacation.
When we got there Tony was having lunch. Susan and I sat there watching him slowly eat his fish heads au gratin followed by an amuse bouche of lizard and a cleansing of his palate with pepsi cola.
After he washed and dried his dishes (he has to do that after every meal because some of the plates must be returned to the shrine near the door) he came over and cut my hair.
He was in a really cheerful mood. He regaled us with details of his trip . He took his wife and children to Hong Kong.
He said it was very expensive but with the tips I give him he must have money to burn. On my twelve dollar haircut I slip him a twenty so he has a fast eight bucks that no one has to know anything about.
Then Sue and I went into the City to meet Julie and Ronnie for cocktails, with plans to meet Allan, Susan’s husband later for dinner.
On the way Susan suggested I email David and ask him to meet us.
I had to be honest.
“Look, Sue, I’m uncomfortable emailing him with you in the car because his answer won’t be pretty and you’re very sensitive. He’s bound to write back that he has no interest in eating with those pea brains or something worse.”
Susan assured me that she was willing to risk it because for no reason I can fathom, she thinks he’s good company.
I did and his answer was a surprising “Sure”.
This was the email I sent;
“Do you have any interest in meeting me and Susan and Allan at Carmines at 90th St. and B’way between 6:30 and 7 ? I’ll have the car so we can drive home.”
Now since he spends most of his life saying that he’s smarter than everyone, except for Ronald Reagan, why, when I called him at 7 to ask where he was, did he say that he thought we were going to meet at our building?
That sounds like he’s end of his term President Reagan smart rather than beginning of his term President Reagan smart.
Now I’m going to hear from all his nitwit friends about one or two of the few flaws that they can scrape up on President Obama.
Here’s my answer to that.
I KNOW I AM BUT WHAT ARE YOU????