Sorry everybody for not writing for awhile. I have a good excuse. Please read the following from my personal journal for what happened:
(Written June 1, 2016)
Have you seen these ladies around town? Groups of older women get together wearing these bright red hats. Why you ask… very good question. After looking on their website, here is what I found out:
The Red Hat Society began as a result of a few women deciding to greet middle age with verve, humor and elan. They believe silliness is the comedy relief of life, and underneath the frivolity, they share a bond of affection, forged by common life experiences and a genuine enthusiasm for wherever life takes them next. When together the ladies wear red hats and purple dresses.
Although some of you might think that the red hat ladies are silly looking, or even “not cool” for wearing these red attention getting hats…… I think they are on to something. I think I need to start some sort of organization where men can get together and live life to the fullest! But what?
I know. I will start the Red Ski Mask Society for Men over 35. We will get together and just have fun and not take life seriously. We can go to the bar, go bowling, golf and much much more. We could just even run simple errands together. If brother Bob needed to go to the grocery store we would go. If he needed to go to the bank our group of red ski masked guys would go.
(Written June 8, 2016)
So, we had our first get together yesterday. It didn’t go so well. Brother Hernando needed some gas, so we all went to the local Git and Go. While he was pumping some gas the group of us wearing our red ski masks decided to go inside and get some slushies. As soon as we walked in everybody starting screaming. I thought they were just excited that we formed a new club! But then an alarm went off and the teenage boy behind the counter pulled out a shotgun.
After spending two days in jail, I decided that the Red Ski Mask Society would not work out. For some reason the local police just didn’t believe our story. But having a couple days to do nothing but think, I decided we would be better off just sticking with our weekly poker games to have fun as men. Hind Sight is 20/20!