It was hot and humid this weekend as we worked on the house. We were supposed to get a bit of a cold front on Saturday, but if that was it, it wasn’t much. Bo came over on Saturday and helped us put on a front porch. With his odd sense of humor, he was fun to have around. At one point while working, Toby gave some sort of instructions, but I could not understand what he said. I looked at Bo and said, "What did he say?" Obviously Bo did not understand Toby either, but he answered, "Hollywood squares – you pick the right square and you win." Bo and I started laughing, because it did sound like Toby said something about Hollywood Squares although we both knew that was not what Toby had said. It reminded me of working another time on the house with Bo when Toby shouted some instructions, but it was a very windy day making communication difficult. Again I looked at Bo and asked what Toby had said. Bo sang, "The answer my friend, is blowin’ in the wind…" And we collapsed into giggles. Another time while moving cattle, Bo and I were in the truck when Toby came roaring up on the four-wheeler. He shouted some undistinguishable words to us and then roared off. Bo and I looked at each other knowing that whatever Toby had said was probably important and that he was expecting us to carry out whatever instructions he had just given. Yet, neither of us had a clue what Toby had said, and we were in big trouble. We both started laughing then too. I could go on and on with these types of stories, but my point is that Bo has the same sort of smart-a$$ sense of humor as the rest my comic family.
Speaking of comedians, Jesse and I have been trying to make some coffee cup type pottery. Our handles have been a bit of a problem, but we keep trying new things. I had thrown a little cup, but when I went back out to the barn to add the handle, I forgot my eyeglasses. I had a heck of a time seeing if I had gotten things smooth where I pressed the handle into the cup. Later I asked Jesse if she had noticed my cup and did she think it was okay. She shook her head no – that the cup was not okay. "What’s wrong with it?" I asked. She answered, "It looks like you made it with your teeth!" Then she made little gnawing motions clicking her teeth together. She and her dad laughed and laughed. Around here, you better get some thick skin.