I have about 157 cousins, and we’re all the same age and we all really like to hang out with each other. It’s a little Brady Bunch, I know, but I don’t have any brothers or sisters, so frankly, they’re the closest thing I’ve got, not to mention they’re really cool people.
Anyway, in an e-mail last week I invited them all on a skydiving trip my cousin Sam (who is quite possibly the craziest person I’ve ever met) and I want to go on. Today, I also invited them to share in the annual Marathon Monday festivities here in Boston on April 19. This is the response I got:
“Hey if anyone wants to just hang out, maybe have a few drinks, and not fall out of perfectly good airplanes or run any marathons, just let me know.” – Tim Turnbull
I don’t entirely blame him for feeling this way, seeing as he has a wife and child now and I don’t want to break up families by killing the dad or getting him so intoxicated he makes bad decisions.