bay called me up earlier today. seems like he's still in the old country. apparently, he got denied passage to the land down under for lack of proof to his business claims. i find this intriguingly amusing. i know of no other person who works as hard as he does in things passed his way.

still, i suppose it's not entirely a bad thing. he gets to dote on my 3 month old goddaughter, which he never fails to mention. honestly, anybody who would want me to be the role model of any child must be in serious need of psychiatric care. that being said, i suppose that pretty much sums up all my college buddies.

as payback, i promised him that he'd be the godfather to my children, if i ever get around to it. by then, we'll have somehow pushed through with our promise/threat to one another of getting identical houses beside each other, with the exact same landscaping, an underground passage that connects both houses, and possibly the same keys for each lock. he'll be the jack lemmon to my walter matthau, or vice versa. we'll be the two grumpy old farts that all the kids within a 10 mile radius would be daring each other to somehow get a reaction from.

fun times. i miss my best friend. at least i still get my dosage of verbal abuse from him. right back at you, bay. right back at you.