My Christmas with Lotus

What a difference a year makes. For those of you expecting tales of Hawaiian Tropic girls, Cuban cigars and behavior typically reserved for Governors who belong to the Democratic party, then you may need to look elsewhere. Not sure if its old age catching up to us or what, but this years meet-up with my Lotus buddy was anything but memorable compared to last year. For example, it took about 5 minutes with him to realize that we had become a couple of middle age bald guys in search of a social life. It became very clear, very fast that we had become white and nerdy. I actually felt like I was at a filming of a bad Al Yankovitz video for most of the evening.

Now remember, I have only spent 4 hours of my entire life with the Pathonator and other than the no hair deal, I really couldn’t remember if it was Joe the Plumber or Terry Bradshaw he looked most like. To make things worse, I have lost close to 40 pounds since our last meetup. So, to simplify things a bit we chose code words and code clothes to help identify each other. We decided that I would arrive dressed as Santa Claus wearing a 10 gallon Stetson hat and he would be a Swedish mail carrier. And in the spirit of keeping this meet-up 100 percent travel related, we chose the clock right smack dab in the middle of Grand Central Terminal to meet. The plan was simple.

1. meet at 6pm sharp

2. face due west (him)

3. face due east (me)

4. beat chest twice with clenched fist

5. offer each other the sign of peace

6. approach and whisper secret code words

OK, here’s where it gets good.. On the way over from the Grand Hyatt, I passed a group of BIG, BIG boys from Alabama who were obviously looking to get jiggy with it. One of them accepted my 100 dollar offer to put on the Santa Suit and wait by the clock (I did lie and tell him NY girls love Santa) I took a seat on the upper level and waited. And then it happened. In walked Lotus, (dressed like a Swedish mail carrier), faced west and beat his chest. He then approached “Santa” and whispered in his ear. Oh did I fail to mention. We had decided on “Hi, I’m Rudolph and I want to guide your sleigh tonight” Wow did the bagels hit the fan!!! What happened next astounded even me…The Santa from Alabama tossed Path over his shoulders and took off screaming “I found me a real man” …

To be continued

My Christmas with Lotus

Did LP have a Matte mask? Is that how you dress like a Swedish mail carrier?

It%26#39;s good to know that my neighbors to the west share my Swedish obsession.

My Christmas with Lotus

BIG BIG boys still visit NYC from Alabama? who knew? are they fit?

Oh My Gosh! That%26#39;s so funny, i want to heard what happens next...

I could just see this guy, punching Lotus!! lol

I can%26#39;t wait for the saga to continue....

love men who beat their chest dressed in costume!

You%26#39;ve piqued my interest. I%26#39;ll be watching and waiting for part deuce. :D

Please tell us more.

That was hilarious! Too funny! Cant wait for the next installment

Yes - me too want to know how you dress up as a Swedish mailcarrier. Did he wear a push-up bra? That is part of the uniform for men and women alike. And why like a mailman from a distant country? I cant understand the connection?

Oh and what happened to the CEO of Lotuspath Inc? I want to know..is he coming back?

Congrats on the post making it over night.

Hmmmm ..... not exactly the way I remember things happening ..... like you left out all the great travel related advice I gave out in Grand Central to passing tourist ..... but go on ..... I%26#39;m listening ..... please continue .....