As my world turns I will have random characters enter in my life. Some who will appear and vanish after days or even only nights. But the true lineup card of the major role players will remain constant.
For not only their safety but mostly for their love ones we will protect their identities with these fictitious character names (which they may or may not been earned). I would like to introduce these adult entertainers to the “Main Stage” as we will learn to know them and love them. (In no particular order):
- Pig Man – “Can’t breathe” is your Derek Jeter of characters. He is as consistent and clutch when it comes to creating lasting impressions and “Your not going to believe this” quality of stories. He would also like you to believe that he is the ghost writer for what creative things I say in life.
- Showtime - is just your everyday Charlie Harper type of guy. With his Scott Baio looks, NYC Trader charm, RedSox Nation love and endless mental library of useless information. He never ceases to amaze me when proving why he will never be able to run for public office.
- Monty Muchacho – is our token world traveling Foreigner. Born and raised in Peru by his Scottish parents who may have participated in a little shenanigans during their grand anthropology dig in South America. Has moved into my life from his Scottish city in Arkansas where Scottish history and dialect is preserved similar to the way the Amish protect their past in Pennsylvania.
- J.E.W. – is our stereotypical Jack drinking, Florida raised, Massachusetts born Yankee fan in the Navy. It is never a sober moment when J-Dubb enters the party. At 8 oz at a time his sidekick John Daniels (Yes John Daniels, because they have known each other a very long time) is never far from his side.
- Cheese - “I was assaulted” is our Michael Irvin of Navy Pilots he is as crazy of a man on and off the rugby field. A former Pitt Panther and all time long distance snow drift runner. Known for his co-founding of the “Slippery Slope”, he is legend in his own mind and mine.
- Billy Bob – is known to have been the Babe Ruth of the group. So much so that at one point the mother of all hang-overs for J.E.W. after being out with him, labelled it BillyBob’s disease. He is definitely going to be a focal point on this blog, because he is Me.
The Circus as we were known is my version of the 1927 New York Yankees. Could possibly be the greatest combination of drinkers and storytellers to have ever been stumbled together.
