the magic roommate strikes again
DISCLAIMER: CADE, IN NO WAY, WISHES TO "STEAL THUNDER" OR DETRACT IN ANY OTHER WAY FROM ANYONE DIRECTLY INVOLVED WITH THE FOLLOWING STORY. HE JUST FINDS IT FUNNY.
by summer 1997, i had had a total of 8 roommates. that summer, a number of us were fortunate enough to attend the wedding of one of those roomies in the beautiful, lush hills of auburn, california. dan (roommate #7) and christy married in a lovely outdoor affair, and a tradition was born.
the tradition of my roommates getting married.
now, anyone who knows me and my current, immediate circle of friends knows exactly where this is going. if that's the case, hang with me and play dumb. if you don't know, just follow along. either way, it's worth continuing.
two years later, in 1999, all matrimonial hell broke loose. i was invited to 18 weddings and was a part of a personal best 6 wedding parties. including, but certainly not limited to roommates dave (#1) and brian (#9.) a year later, in similar, if not lighter fashion, the good doctor (#6) and grommetron (#11) continued the unmistakable trend and took the plunge. apparently, i was a good roommate to have if you wanted to meet and marry the girl of your dreams. i was the magic roommate.
well, maybe it was a little early to make that assertion given that only 5 of my 11 roommates (not quite a majority) were married, but it was a sound theory and the examples only continued to roll in.
the donald (#10)
broms (#2)
brende (#8)
now we have some serious proof. 8 out of 11 roommates married. i was good to have around apparently. so, when bruiser (#5) and i decided to get a place when i moved back to KC in 2000 i warned him, "you know dude, this will be the third time we've lived together. you're gonna be in serious trouble." "what are you talking about?" queried the bruiser. "i am the magic roommate. you're in danger of falling in love and getting married." "you're nuts. i'm not even dating anyone right now."
a year later, we waved bruce and his new bride goodbye and i was looking for a new apartment.
fast forward through 3 years of living on my own and a phone call from mr. wilcox asking if i "moved to beverly, would i mind having a roommate?" "heck, no. let's make this happen."
so, when cade first met arthur, one of the first pleasantries disclosed was this "magic roommate" theory. i warned him. he warned me of a similar theory he possessed. we had a laugh.
of course, unless you are completely dense, or just haven't seen this yet, you know the outcome of this little yarn. the magic roommate theory has been scientifically proven. the latest experiment took a little over 16 months. and it passed with flying colors.
congrats art (#12) and leanne. God bless you both in this endeavor.
by summer 1997, i had had a total of 8 roommates. that summer, a number of us were fortunate enough to attend the wedding of one of those roomies in the beautiful, lush hills of auburn, california. dan (roommate #7) and christy married in a lovely outdoor affair, and a tradition was born.
the tradition of my roommates getting married.
now, anyone who knows me and my current, immediate circle of friends knows exactly where this is going. if that's the case, hang with me and play dumb. if you don't know, just follow along. either way, it's worth continuing.
two years later, in 1999, all matrimonial hell broke loose. i was invited to 18 weddings and was a part of a personal best 6 wedding parties. including, but certainly not limited to roommates dave (#1) and brian (#9.) a year later, in similar, if not lighter fashion, the good doctor (#6) and grommetron (#11) continued the unmistakable trend and took the plunge. apparently, i was a good roommate to have if you wanted to meet and marry the girl of your dreams. i was the magic roommate.
well, maybe it was a little early to make that assertion given that only 5 of my 11 roommates (not quite a majority) were married, but it was a sound theory and the examples only continued to roll in.
the donald (#10)
broms (#2)
brende (#8)
now we have some serious proof. 8 out of 11 roommates married. i was good to have around apparently. so, when bruiser (#5) and i decided to get a place when i moved back to KC in 2000 i warned him, "you know dude, this will be the third time we've lived together. you're gonna be in serious trouble." "what are you talking about?" queried the bruiser. "i am the magic roommate. you're in danger of falling in love and getting married." "you're nuts. i'm not even dating anyone right now."
a year later, we waved bruce and his new bride goodbye and i was looking for a new apartment.
fast forward through 3 years of living on my own and a phone call from mr. wilcox asking if i "moved to beverly, would i mind having a roommate?" "heck, no. let's make this happen."
so, when cade first met arthur, one of the first pleasantries disclosed was this "magic roommate" theory. i warned him. he warned me of a similar theory he possessed. we had a laugh.
of course, unless you are completely dense, or just haven't seen this yet, you know the outcome of this little yarn. the magic roommate theory has been scientifically proven. the latest experiment took a little over 16 months. and it passed with flying colors.
congrats art (#12) and leanne. God bless you both in this endeavor.