March 31st, 2008, I had just finished moving my stuff from Pittsburgh (home for over 20 years) to New York, assisted and enabled by the ever-generous Kari, and was struck by inspiration. I was never one to go for April Fool’s jokes, but this one couldn’t be missed!
The morning’s MySpace bulletin read:
“Ha! I got all of you — I didn’t move to New York! I just found a smaller place on the South Side — I wanted to be close to the scene again.
Come hang out with me tonight at Dee’s, I’ll be there at 10:00 sharp.”
This afternoon, my karma returned to me when my roommate’s prank of telling our absentee roommate that there was something wrong with the toilet resulted in a chain of concerned calls, which then resulted in the caretaker waking me up from a much-needed nap.