An Open Letter to the “Pay It Forward” Person at the Drive-Thru
Being a happy-go-lightly, vacant soul, you’re probably wondering why I didn’t use that fistful of dollars to pay for the order of the guy behind me.
I was born and raised in Wisconsin and have a lovely bride and 3 simply wonderful children. I am just north, almost to Canada really, of 40 years old. Growing up Lutheran, I certainly know what cutting edge comedy is all about. Thankfully, I have always been surrounded by humor sources from elsewhere. All of the following have had an influence on my life and writing: The Marx Brothers, W.C. Fields, Monty Python, Robert Benchley, P.J. O'Rourke, Bob Newhart, Mystery Science Theater 3000 and many others, including most of the autobiographies of former Sesame Street cast members. (Yeah, screw you, Gordon! No, the other one.) I currently have an award-seeking blog called "A Full Rich Blather" that was ranked 76th among the Self-Imposed Random Favorite Blog Awards.
Being a happy-go-lightly, vacant soul, you’re probably wondering why I didn’t use that fistful of dollars to pay for the order of the guy behind me.
Despite the obstacles--not learning Latin, being married, wearing a sombrero with “I'm the POPE!” in neon letters--in my heart I didn't lose.
If I had made it through the dramatic events of that April night, I would have died anyway since the last Titanic survivor passed away in 2009.
Not all who wander are lost… they’re just always in my way when I’m trying to get over to the right exit ramp.
— Ben Wink