Right On

I can not believe how much Gene can create! Does he ever sleep? Does he
chow on Ding-Dongs for all the extra energy? Are there TWO Genes, and we only know about one? Why isn’t Gene president? Wouldn’t the world be a more efficiently designed place if he were running the U.S. of A? Does he have little gnomes under his desk who jump out, at just the appropriate moment, screaming, “I WANNA DO IT! I WANNA DO IT!” and then there are tiny gnome battles amongst themselves of who will run the errand or search on Google or finish Gene’s laundry? Does Gene have a wand? What color would that wand be? Are there housewives in Gene’s kitchen? Does Diego turn into a 6′ surfer boy after dark? And who waters the plants? Are there any plants? I’ve been to Gene’s house (which is way cool, by the way) and I don’t recall any plants, so maybe that is why he can get so much done…he’s not worried about plant fungus or plants withering or plants multiplying out of control.

Gene keeps it simple. That must be it. And ever since he quit NASCAR, he has a lot more time on his hands.

But, right here, on Gene’s very public website, I would like to pause and give him some kudos (not the ding-dong variety, but a REAL kudo…the kind without sugar and calories.)

Sara: Gene, thank you for all you do!

Gene: (in absentia…from my brain only…this is not really Gene) Why, thank you, Sara. I truly appreciate this shiny red ribbon you gave me, as well.

Sara: Yes, look closely! I typed “NUMBER ONE GENIE” at the bottom there.

Gene: Mmm-hmm. I see it. Right under the giant LOVE HIM!!! and the picture of Elvis.

Sara: Well, I didn’t know how to print your picture on a ribbon, and these were on sale at Hobby Lobby….

Gene: So, everyone in your neighborhood has one?

Sara: And the PTA at the school up the street!

Gene: Really?

Sara: Yes, and my mailman. His name is Nicky. You’d like him. He’s very organized.

Gene: Well, this is really sweet of you. Thank you…again.

Sara: Would you like a cookie?

Gene: Uh…no, the ribbon is fine.

Sara: I washed the windows on the outside of your house. I couldn’t get in to do the ones upstairs.

Gene: Nice.

Sara: Well, you deserve it, buddy! Really! And I can clean out your fridge next…let’s see..I have next Thursday open….(scrambles through pages in calendar)

Gene: No, that’s ok. I have everything labeled already.

Sara: Oh, ok.

Gene: Have a good day, Sara.

Sara: Is this my cue to stop?

Gene: Yes.

Sara: You’re so diplomatic, too! Look at that everybody! Isn’t he the SWEETEST?

Gene: Stop!

Sara: Ok, goodbye!

Gene: Toodles!