A new BFF

Sorry Mo. I have a new BFF. His name is Drew Pearson. He used to play for the Dallas Cowboys, and has a very shiny Super Bowl ring. I met him today at the Barnes and Noble, where I was getting a book. He was there signing his book.

Here's how we became friends:
me: "Um, hello. Could you please sign a book for my Uncle Mike?"
my new BFF: "Sure. Are you a Cowboys fan?"
me: "Sort of. I'm actually more of a college ball fan, really." (hey...even with celebrities, you gotta keep it real)
BFF: "Oh. What school?"
me: "I went to the University of Florida. I'm a Gator."
BFF: "Oh yeah." This is where he knuckle-bumped me. I may not wash my knuckles for a while. "They're in the big game."
me: "I was there when Spurrier was there."
BFF: "Those were some wild times."
me: "yes they were."
BFF: "Go Gators." As I was walking away I hear him say under his breath "I hate the Sooners."

I think later we might go make ginger bread houses, and eat cookie dough, and go ice skating, and maybe even hold hands.