“The ramblings and grumblings of author Ad Hudler”

Imposter on Coconut Drive
Friday, February 5, 2010

So I leave town for three weeks, and this is what happens:


Yes, my best friends and neighbors -- we'll call them Betty and Barney because they're very private people -- were so accustomed to me living at their house during happy hour that they made a prop of me, complete with my requisite kerchief, t-shirt, boots and, of course, the Tervis tumbler containing a gin and tonic.

For the record, however, they did get something wrong: I DO wear underwear.


1 Comments:

Blogger Susan Cushman said...

Don't tell me... the dude's pants are on the ground right? How great to have best friend neighbors who host happy hour every day. 'cept that's when I'm usually on the elliptical, while hubby is jogging. Sacrifices:-( Have a great weekend, Ad!

February 5, 2010 at 9:05 PM  

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