TONY
“Are you updating the blog? Somebody said you weren’t.”
PHILIP
“Well, I wasn’t but I just did finally yesterday.”
TONY
“Well that’s good because I didn’t want anyone worrying about anything.”
The word from the street
TONY
“Are you updating the blog? Somebody said you weren’t.”
PHILIP
“Well, I wasn’t but I just did finally yesterday.”
TONY
“Well that’s good because I didn’t want anyone worrying about anything.”
PHILIP
“How goes?”
TONY
“Just to tell you frankly, Phil, I’m feeling like hell, if you know what I mean.”
PHILIP
“Don’t worry, I believe you. What happened?”
TONY
“That’s my birthday for you, I’ll tell you. Folks came by and gave three cakes, one of those pies and I also got this bottle of wine too. So you know what the worst part is? The worst part of it is, you know, I don’t even drink normally, but I went and drank that one and I don’t remember anything about the last night or anything. My headjust feels like I got a whole road crew inside it. Thank God that girl had some Advils for me.”
TONY
“Someone told me that there’s been no new stuff up on the blog for a while.”
PHILIP
“Guilty as charged. I’ll get back on it this week, I promise.”
TONY
“Well, don’t worry about it — it’s not like I’m perfect either, if you know what I mean.”
PHILIP
“You know it’s a holiday on Monday?”
TONY
“Yeah, that’s that new holiday, Family Day, isn’t it?
PHILIP
“Ooops. Sorry. I shouldn’t have mentioned it.”
TONY
“Don’t worry. It’s not like I don’t think about it.”
TONY
“You should tell Sharon that I love her.”
PHILIP
“That’s a bit out of the blue.”
TONY
“I’ve been meaning to say it for a while.”
PHILIP
“So I shouldn’t worry?”
TONY
“No more than usual.”