I have a wonderful friend named Mark; you’d never guess his best friend is a goose. Boswell became famous last year – he’s very personable – during his successful battle against leg cancer. He has his own blog. Anyway, I was very honored that he answered my recent inquiry about his well-being.
(Trip back from Tufts last week)
B: i need to sit in your lap.
M: nope.
B: i’m feeling very lonely right now.
M: you are sitting right next to me.
B: i want to be closer and i want to see out the window better.
M: you can see fine.
B: I WANT TO SIT IN THE DRIVER SEAT RIGHT NOW!!!
M: you’re the passenger and passengers sit in the passenger seat. now please get back in your seat. no no no! in your seat please.
*silence*
M: what’s wrong?
B: nothing.
M: then why are you standing on one foot?
B: am i standing on one foot?
M: yes you are.
B: hmm. i think i broke my leg.
M: you are kidding me. when?
B: when you wouldn’t let me sit in your lap.
M: are you sure it’s broken?
B: i think so.
M: do we need to turn around?
B: i think so.
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sorry i was not able to depict the nightmare traffic on the mass pike, the pillow-fight cloud of feathers in the car, and the thunder storm.
anyway we turned around, went back to tufts, got an xray (no fractures), and by the time we left, he was running around the reception area flirting with all the cute women. grrrr.
in short, he is fine.
Mark sent me some pics of Boswell in the car to accompany the transcript:
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