A Case of Mistaken Identity...

...and maybe even Bud Light?

Never a dull moment in ROEBUCK Land

Last night a friend of mine came up and said there was a guy at karaoke who was all angry with me because he had this notion that I elbowed him in the chest right after he had had surgery to remove a lung. Sounds just like me, doesn't it?

Well, I struck up a conversation with the guy I thought my friend was talking about and he said, "Oh, it's not ME! It's my friend over there." pointing to this dude I'd never seen before. Then he proceeded to tell me that this guy swears I was on the deck and did the dastardly deed and that he thinks his former wife put me up to it and that later, he was coughing up blood. The guy never made eye contact the entire night, but I decided that talking about it to ONE guy was enough.

I believe his friends convinced him that it wasn't me, although it's difficult to find someone who looks this scary in the mirror.

I came away wondering what the pay is for elbowing a former husband these days. Hmm. Nah, I'm pretty peace loving.

(Photo, courtesy of Lou Roldan)