Re-connecting with a long-lost buddy . . .

1. There are only two or three people who read this journal who know my high school and college best friend, Mike Ligouri.

He and I have been out of touch for a long time.

I finally got ahold of him to invite him to the wedding. He is gonna check flights, and he might be able to come.

Mike was my best man at my first wedding. I do not know the whereabouts of any of my ushers. I am completely out of touch with my friends from 1981. At least one of my ushers is dead. I do not know if any are in jail.

He and I grew up together. We both lost our fathers (him when he was young, me when I was 15). We did massive amounts of really stupid shit and managed to not get killed or arrested. (We were questioned once, but we gave the drive-in speakers back.)

We drifted apart after I moved away from Westerly, and he moved on to North Adams, Mass., Morgantown, W.V., and now Boca Raton, Fla. He is the manager of the cable sustem down there.

If he does come, and you talk to him, do not believe anything he tells you about my youth. It is all a pack of lies. ;)

Anyway, I think the following reply will help you appreciate my life-long friend.

Since he has never met alethea_eastrid, I mentioned that I was marrying a librarian.

Two lines from his response:

I didn't realize that they allowed retarded and blind women to be librarians . . .

I have heard that librarians are either virgins or screw like banshees... if the latter is true, does she have any single friends?

Yeah, that's my boy.

Who's the best dad?

So the folks at Amazon.com are doing a "Who is your favorite father? poll.

Current results:

Homer Simpson 33 percent
Atticus Fench 18 percent
Cliff Huxtable 17 percent
Darth Vader 17 percent
Mike Brady 8 percent
Tony Soprano 7 percent

I chose Atticus.

Who would you choose?