I am having a great telephone day…First my nephew Phillip, then my Dr. called and one of my meds is in…hooray….and then I get the best phone call of all…from my old boss and buddy Thomas Wiggley…or ‘wiggley’…..he owned a paint company and I worked for him as paint person, wallpaper person, cashier, driver and delivery person, or just what ever they needed done person..He is the one that taught me how to custom match paints and stains…I was goooooood….Could match drops of paint on caps, plastic, watch straps, etc…had the eye…but I excelled at stain matching and it is a lot harder to do…But I rocked…don’t know why,but I have the eye for it…anyhow, I left that job and they adventually went out of business, not because I left, Jones Blair shut the shop down. So we hadn’t seen each other in years and years and he called out of the blue..it was great…we laughed called each other sonofabitch…and caught each other up on what is going on…He told me the funniest story about how he had named his “dick” Russell the one-eyed muscle…..I cracked up… and Russell’s last name is not Wiggley but Wiggleme…So it is Russell the One-eyed Muscle Wiggleme……Now you see why he and I were such good friends…His wife Christine would listen to us go on about weird shit and just shake her head…He has 2 sons Butch and Ace…what a character..He and Christine are going to sign my Kinky Friedman list….
I went to City Hall and got permission to go door to door….He didn’t know who Kinky Friedman was…I had to tell them what my truck looked like and was asked not to go after dark as there were so many old folks that would be afraid of anyone knocking on their door after dark…I have also decided not to ask them to sign for Kinky Friedman either…these old folks will freak out when they hear the word Kinky…so am going to ask them to sign to get Richard Friedman on the ballot….First place I’m going is to the old farts home …..they will sign anything if I give them candy.
Ok, I am off to get people to give it up for Kinky…..
RUSSELL THE ONE EYED MUSCLE