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Bacon maybe? Pot Roast?

2007-05-11

Good evening Boys and Girls.

Friday about 7:30.

Awaiting the arrival of a friend of a friend. He's a runner who will take part in the Grand Rapids Marathon tomorrow. Evidently he's run in dozens and did the Boston again a few weeks ago in that awful weather, meaning, I think, he must be nuts. He's Danish and is though he's lived in Ann Arbor the last few years, he's planning on moving back there in a few months to rejoin his wife who moved back already.

He's staying here just so he doesn't have to make the drive all the way from Ann Arbor before the event tomorrow. He called me the other night to confirm the arrangements and I had a very difficult time understanding his English and today sent me the following email:

"Hi Rick;
Sounds good. I am shooting for around 7 at your place - I hope you like the Red Wings?? They are having the first play-off game tonight against Anaheim..
See you.
Bent."

This struck me as funny because in the book I've been writing, I wrote a bit about an exchange student from the Netherlands who speaks a "poignant" line in the plot in the same sort of ever so slightly fractured English.

I'm looking forward to meeting Bent. I have a feeling there will be two distinctly different body types inhabiting this house this evening.

I wonder what the hell you feed someone who will be running 26 odd miles tomorrow morning? Ribs?


Be good to everyone.

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surrogate (2007-05-12)
He'd already eaten... I didn't even make him coffee before he left this morning... Woke to a note thanking me for letting him stay here. Feel like a shitty host.

Doe (2007-05-12)
Good Luck to your friend of a freind :) I hope you were able to find something for him to eat.

figjam (2007-05-11)
Nothing. Tell him to make his own damn dinner. You don't run a flop house.

Bratmom (2007-05-11)
Protien lots and lots of protien!

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