Marry Me?

Well, I survived the Jason X experience I suppose. At least my friends were supportive. John Jarrell, Kurt Wimmer, Hensleigh, Dean Lorey and Riesner. They were all great. They’ve all been there and they all told their worst most embarrassing stories…well, Hensleigh’s never been there. But he knows we all have our flops, he’s just had a great run.
Dean Lorey and Elizabeth are heading to Vegas mid-month and asked if Mel and I would like to go. Maybe it’s time Mel took my last name. Elvis maybe? I gave her a ring about a year ago. It was gonna be the two of us and Dean Riesner at Disneyland inside our favorite restaurant, the Blue Bayou, when I popped the question. But the Blue was closed. Mel and I got stuck in traffic on the way to Riesner’s and I asked her if she really wanted to spend the rest of her life stuck in traffic with me. She said yes so I asked her to marry me. Then when we got to Dean’s and she told him they both cried for an hour. I told him to freaking calm down, the way I smoke I’ll be dead in three years and Mel is all his. He, of course, offered me a smoke.