Family Matters

I have a weird family.

Case in point, MotherGeek calls yesterday and, in between asking me about my day and complaining about how tired she always is, informs me that an aunt I never knew I had died Monday evening, the funeral is this afternoon and would I like to come.

Say wha…?!

During the conversation that follows I also discover that I have a whole other family that I haven’t seen since I was three including, I kid you not, a cousin named Brucie and an uncle named Dr. Phil.

No, not THE Dr. Phil, but even so it still creeped me out.

So, after thinking it over I decided not to go to the funeral because I just didn’t feel right showing up to pay my respects to someone I never knew surrounded by people I don’t remember. Also, I didn’t have anything to wear and lord knows I can’t be seen at a funeral wearing last years mourning suit fashions. I might as well show up in a toga.

Talk about funeral faux pas!

In other news, my little Adam’s Revenge contest seems to be drawing in a boatload of apathy from everyone out there. In the hopes of garnering some response from you people I thought a last minute reminder might help spur some of you closet writers into sending in your entries before tonight’s 11pm deadline. But, if that doesn’t work then maybe I’ll have to resort to another, less pleasant, tactic. That’s right people. If you don’t send me a sentence soon, and I mean in the next five minutes, I’m bringing Bread back!

Oh man, I think I threw up a little in my mouth…