Just When You Thought It Was Over
No, I’m not done talking about my most capable, competent attorney.
In fact, my new look is a tribute to the profession.
It so happens that Josh was with me in that fatal moment when my knee decided to go on strike.
I remember it like it was yesterday . . . (I’m pausing to compose myself)
The thing about Josh (and why we got along so well) is that we think along the same lines.
Yes, I know it’s scary.
We both married way over our heads (a fact no one denies).
We were equally comfortably sitting around the living room cushing as we were taking over small island countries (which almost happened).
And time would fail me if I spoke to you about his attire.
Nothing says “pimp my counsel” like the sweet threads of the Stumpenator.
The man knows how to dress it up (we all think it’s the better half that’s responsible).
We had some devil awful times in the city of Eugene, Oregon.
But some of our greatest friends were made there and our circle of friends from there and that began there blossomed into a great treasure.
(and now please hum the song from the “real men of genius” commercials as I humbly offer a closing tribute)
Here’s to you Mr. Sandwich loving, Pepsi drinking attorney.
When others cowardly dumped off the rock, you had the courage to take it behind the line and drop a three.
When others offered you money to do your job, you marched right in and did your duty in the face of harmless visual stimuli.
While others dance around the issues you face them head on - you asked the tough questions “why doesn’t every place that serve French Fries serve garlic fries?” and “Why don’t states have a state sandwich?”
So stand tall and proud Mr. Electric Light Orchestra wardrobe wearer, you make us all want to be a better man.
6 Responses to “Just When You Thought It Was Over”
Thank you, thank you all very much, really you’re too kind. Again, thank you.
My own real men of genius song….I’m touched, I really am and not just in the head this time. The ELO wardrobe line was especially good.
As follow up to the referenced knee story, my favorite part was when it swelled up to the size of a volleyball turned every color found in a bowl of fruit loops and pretty much locked into place and couldn’t support Randy’s weight. As he limped off the court with concerns at how his wife was going to take the news that he blew out his knee playing hoops, he asked, “do you think she’ll know it’s injured?” Now as most of you likely know, Beth is, as Will Hunting would say, “wicked smaat” and certainly way smarter than either me or Randy, but I’m a good friend, so I just said, “nah, I don’t think she’ll even notice. In fact, I bet if we play another couple games it will loosen up and be fine.”
That’s why my doctorate is in law, not medicine and why to this day Beth looks at me every time Randy and I play ball like, “I swear if you injure him again and I have to spend 6 weeks of my life waiting on him hand and foot while he whines and cries and watches sports on the couch I am going to break BOTH your knees.”
Randy, thanks for the tributes. Your payment has been received and accepted.
Also, sorry it took me so long to log in and comment about all this, but I’ve now left comments to each day of tribute as a demonstration of my appreciation.
Amazing tribute. Stump, you are the man and are an example of a good friend when Randy “knees” you.
If I understood ANY of what you said, I’d try to come up with a brilliant comment!
Randy, this is all so touching, really… I had totally forgotten about the “required” visits to Harmless Visual Stimuli and now am so happy for the opportunity to rev up that harrassment once again. Imagine my good fortune to have Mr. Electric Light Orchestra wardrobe in my home all the time and at the ready to defend me from poaching blogger name hoggers or those who would accuse me of dressing more gaudy than Liberace! (Mr. ELO does in fact purchase most of his own clothing but may have been ever so slightly influenced by my rainbow vision since the impressionable age of 12!)
Your odes and tributes have not even scratched the surface of his greatness and power as a man of the people NOR have they even mentioned his prowess as the LORD OF THE DANCE!
There is so much material, you may need to make this tribute a monthly event!
A trio of random comments:
I went to an ELO concert crica 1977. If I told you the entire story, I would have to kill you. If I told you just part of the story, I would have to seriously rough you up.
How come nobody wants to talk about the time Josh was teaching life group at our home and Otis started snoring VERY LOUDLY??? This is what we need to discuss at great length.
Truth be told, Josh honored US by agreeing to officiate at Becky & Zach’s wedding. Like I said, one of the most perfect moments of my entire life.
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