CALL ME SNAKE

Today we’re introducing a new feature here at CALL ME SNAKE called FREAKY FRIDAY which I have no doubt will prove to be an instant classic. And without further ado, here’s the first installment of FREAKY FRIDAY. (The fact that the events I describe here transpired on a Saturday take nothing away from the appropriateness of their appearing in a feature called FREAKY FRIDAY, as you shall soon see.)

I was headed to the park with my daughter and her two friends when I got a call from the local Mayor’s reelection campaign seeking my support. I let them know I would not be supporting the Mayor (note: his alleged three-martini-lunch habit has nothing to do with my stance), and there was nothing they could say that would change my mind. Literally one minute later, as I walked around the corner with the girls, I saw the Mayor walking on the sidewalk. THAT WAS QUICK! “All right,” I said. “I’ll vote for you so long as you promise to quit stalking me.”

That brings us to the end of the first installment of FREAKY FRIDAY. We hope you had as much fun reading it as we had writing it. And we’ll be sure to see you here next Friday. Or Saturday.