Yesterday, my buddy Mac and I went for a cruise. Well it was actually supposed to be a doctor’s appointment for the big guy but none of the clinics we went to were taking walk-ins. So it turned into cruise around the town.
Now Mac and I go way back. Come to think of it, we don’t really. Maybe just a few years. But he knows so much about me, more than two years worth. I use him as my confidante, go-to guy and my consultant. He’s like my doctor, my interpreter, my teacher and my best friend all rolled into one. I spent a lot of time hanging with him. I have to admit that sometimes my wife has questioned our relationship and suggested that we spend less time together. You can imagine that she did not take too kindly to him moving in with us. Yes, you heard me, he’s living with us. And no, I’m not gay. Not that there’s anything wrong with that. Right? Right?
Sometimes late at night when I can’t fall asleep, I would go hang with Mac. Even if he was asleep he never complains about me walking in his room and waking him up. He is usually the first to read my blogs too. Sometimes mac and I would live on the wild side for a bit and check out hot chicks together. Maybe my wife does have a genuine concern…
It was fun just hanging with the big fella yesterday. He insisted on not buckling up and I didn’t force him. Mac has a young son who is just like him. As they say, the apple sure doesn’t fall far from the tree.
When we got home, I accompanied my buddy to his room as soon as he was settled in, he was as good as gold! No need for doctor! Good ole Mac!