There are on occasion these little sublime moments that I’m lucky to experience and appreciate for what they are as they unfold. Such was the case last night. I had a few friends, most of whom are Georgia fans, over at my house. I order some pizza to be delivered. The pizza delivery guy shows up – I shit you not – wearing a Georgia Tech windbreaker. And I get him off my porch in the traditional way. I could barely withhold the laughter until I got my door closed.
My life is the opposite of a Stingtalk punchline. For which I’m eternally grateful.