Not the kind of cabby you jump the fare on…
I have to say, it was one of our more memorable cab rides. Ky said, “So, I guess you know what you’re gonna be for Hallowe’en, then, huh?”
Still Rockin’ After All These Years
Gene replied, “Huh? ….Hallowe’en?!” Ky wasn’t quite sure if he was kidding or not. When I paid the fare, I was a little unsure myself. He sure stayed in character. He drove off head-banging to the radio, too.
We had gone off on a mission to find Ky’s Hallowe’en costume. Every year, this is hell. This year she found something ‘perfect’ very quickly, and I was lucky enough to discover decent winter boots, at a decent price, in my size. All in all, a successful trip. This is not usual when Ky and I shop together. There was not a single argument and no tears were shed. Ky says she thinks I might be finally growing up, and she’ll consider taking me out again if my behaviour continues to improve.
We had time on our side, and even a little moolah left over, so we celebrated with a great Chinese meal (I got to have a beer! I got to have a beer!), and a ride home with a rock star.
It was only then that I got the chance to see Ky’s costume.
Pleased with her purchases…
Hmmmmmm….. Ky says she’s got her route planned. Will carry her cell phone. Will not go anywhere alone. No worries, Mom.
I say I might have some worries. Sigh…*
Maybe I should call Gene Simmons up and pay him to be her escort…?
Random Song for the Day: “Right Now” – Van Halen