One of the people I have the greatest difficulty saying nice things about is Uncle Bob Martin. His picture is in the dictionary under "curmudgeon" and he's as bad a troublemaker as Pauly's Grand Dad in "Hard Day's Night."
I'm trying to think of something nice to say about him. Bob used to hit on my girlfriend right in front of me when I was 19 or 20, so that's strike one. Bob is the reason I met Nick Zedd when I was a teenager, so that's strike two. Ummm... Well he DID create Fangoria, that's ball one. Hmmm... and he is nice to cats. Count is even at 2.
Anyway, Bob is waiting to hear if the test comes back benign or malignant, so he wins the award for following doctor's orders and not eating solid food till tonight. If he goes back on that, though, I might withdraw the award and give it to Angel, since Angel deserves daily awards anyway.
Get better, you old monster.
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