2004-10-08 - 7:53 a.m.
Cold Feet and a Hot Shower
It’s kind of cold here and whenever I take a shower, I think about the day, a few weeks ago, when, after crushing grapes to make wine with Joey and his pops, Joey said I could shower at his place. Surprisingly, it wasn’t too difficult getting a clean towel. "A clean towel!?" he initially exclaimed. It only took a few minutes for him to cave and actually supply a (clean) towel. A couple of minutes into my shower, Joey stuck his head in and, in his inimitable way, said, "'Ey! The hot water isn’t free you know." This made me laugh then, and it makes me laugh now. So whenever I take a shower here, I think "WWJD?: What Would Joey Do?" and I’m out of the shower within ten minutes.
