Steve Meyers finds history in black and white. I find the same mix of DINOSAURS from all over the Country. My latest quest, after eons of searching for “fossils”, my shovel hits something. I got home from bingo late last night. Elks Lodge, didn’t win again.( Not the same Lodge Gordy calls at.) There on my iPad was this message: “JIMMY, CALL ME AT THIS NUMBER. OU812. Not his real number.
Last I heard from this dinosaur was back during my 6-month ride on the Grand Jury. They were right, we, with my help could indict a HAM sandwich. I was in the very back row. Flirting with a pretty juror. When in walks this cop to present his case. After he left we took a vote. A few a-holes wanted to NOT indict. I said BS. Do you really think cops make up crap? His perp was indicted.
As the cop was walking out, Icalled out to him. “Excuse me, Officer , but are you the guy who has a band?? He looked around, saw me, laughing. He said JIMMY!….the message used that same name. Only my mother and sister called me Jimmy. And Igor. Well it was Bart Shiloh. Dug him up. I’ll call him today. After bowling.