Please pass the sweet potatoes, Mr. Senator


Maybe you thought it was lame that my parents & little brother came all the way from Nebraska to eat Thanksgiving dinner at the Essen Haus instead of at our apartment. Maybe that's what you thought. Until you found out that we sat one table over from Senator Herb Kohl and two dozen members of his family. Who's lame now? This almost beats doing jumping jacks and throwing medicine balls with Dane County executive and losing Attorney General candidate K.Falk at Spice's gym.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Ok, I may not have eaten with any stinkin' senators, but I did eat with a few federal employees, three Ph.Ds, four graduates of the University of Michigan, and a partridge in a pear tree.

K.Bro said...

so...did he pass the sweet potatoes? I'm dying to know!