I received an Email from Lee ("Arlee Bird") of 'Tossing It Out' and he sounded very good, very upbeat. They're running some tests but his doctor doesn't think anything is very seriously wrong and Lee hopes and expects to be back online in some days. Let's keep him in our prayers and hope that Lee and his doctor are right.
Below is my r-E-ply to Lee's E:
YOU DUMBASS! ~
So there you are, just lounging around in your pajamas in a fancy, expensive bed while some busty blonde nurse feeds you Daiquiris all day, eh?
Do you realize that about 4 hours before your post went up I had a bunch of people praying for you and Sheboyganboy Six scrambling to find your phone number for me? I knew something was wrong. Lee doesn't just disappear without publishing a BOTB Results post; Lee doesn't leave comments unaddressed for 2.5 days!
You didn't reply to my text, and I was going to give you about 4 hours to answer my Email, then I was going to call you (as soon as SBB-6 found your phone number).
Seriously, I was very concerned that perhaps you were pushing up daisies, that you had kicked the bucket, bought the farm, that you had gone to that Great 'Battle Of The Bands' in the sky!
That was my first real concern!
And my second concern, which was almost as great as the first, was that you were six feet under and had left a Justin Bieber song on your blog as the final post! I was actually praying to God the Father to give you a second chance so that you could at least post once more. Who wants "I'm a Belieber" to be what everyone remembers them for? Surely, not even you, Lee!
I kept thinking about that black comedy scene in the great movie 'FALLING DOWN'. I couldn't help thinking of you as that golfer, and Justin Bieber as your "stupid little hat".
I'm so glad that God answered our prayers, that you seem to be basically OK, and that you won't be eternally associated with the Biebs.
Man, I was already thinking about a virtual wake: Should we have hot dogs, pizza and beer? Or just buttermilk and Bieber?
In the future, Lee, please try to be less self-centered and think more about your Blogosphere buddies. You know, the least you could have done was quickly post a blog bit saying something like this:
I apologize for the brevity of this hastily composed blog bit but I'm writing it from the back of a screaming ambulance as it's transporting me to the hospital. The password to my Blogger account is 123ABC. Just in case I don't pull through, will someone please post something on my blog? Anything. Just so long as my final post isn't about Justin Bieber. Thank you, my friends.
POSTSCRIPT: Lee, in all seriousness now... I was genuinely concerned and we were really praying for you, even though we didn't know what the trouble was that we were praying about. I'm very relieved that you're alright and will be blogging for a good while yet. We look forward to your next post from home and hope you're perfectly well again by the June 15th BOTB installment. Prayer Changes Things. (And have a Daiquiri for me.)
~ Stephen T. McCarthy