Well, our Gentlemen’s Hour show this past weekend was a successful one. I had a lot of fun. Thank you to everyone that made it out. I learned something that night. I really am horrible with meeting people. Just horrible. I apologize again to the young man I am about to speak of. A friend of mine was with a guy with a full real mohawk and I think 2 or three piercings on his face. I said, “I’m Johnny. It’s nice to meet you.” And he said, “Oh, come on, we’re going to do this again? Act like we haven’t already met like 4 times??” I immediately felt like a jerk because I have obviously not only met him before, but multiple times and apparently every time forget! How the HELL do you forget meeting someone that looks like a bad guy from the bar scene of Crocodile Dundee II?!?!? I asked him if he was kidding, and I could tell he was offended/ annoyed. I am a B-hole. Seriously though, how shitty of a memory do you have to have to make THAT mistake?!? And it’s not that I am some jerk that doesn’t give a shit. I honestly do try to remember when I meet people. Why is it so hard for me? And I am bad with names, too. People I have met so many times, that I really should know their names, and I try to, I just can’t place. The fact that I have been so bad with names all my life makes my confidence in knowing someone’s name when I think I do super low, too. I will actually know someone’s name sometimes and will just NOT say it in case I am wrong. Pathetic. I probably don’t even know your name!
Another new thing I have been trying to get accomplished is reading a book. It has been on the desk next to my bed since Christmas. I think I am going to start it tonight. Actually, I might not. We’ll see. Hey, if you wanna see or hear my nephew, Jack Roland’s first words, click HERE.