So the other day my friend Jayboy shoots me an email.
"Would Charlotte and I like to join him, his lovely wife Rebecca and two other couples on a trip to Santa Fe for a three-day weekend?" Me? Hell yeah.
Who you callin' Geezer?
Jerry Williams, Debbie Williams, Gene Tyler, Shelley Tyler, Jayboy Elder, Becky Elder, Miss Charlotte & the other guy
I looooove me some NEW MEXICAN FOOD.
I know Miss Charlotte loves her some New Mexican food, too. Anything HOT with jalapenos, red chilies, green chilies, she's all over it. She likes it spicy. Just like her bloggers...baDaaBOOM...thank you, I'm here all week...
Next thing I know I'm walking down a ramp at the Santa Fe airport watching big-ass tumbleweeds blow across the tarmac. Seriously y'all, it looked like something out of a John Ford western. Half way expected John Wayne to ride up on a horse, throw a lasso around it and drag it into a hangar.
Jayboy knows ME LIKE FOOD. But, I ask What're we gonna DO? Ski? It is, after all, WINTER. Santa Fe has nice snowy mountains and well, again, it IS winter. Nah, Jayboy says. The plans are to Eat, Drink, Shop, Drink and Eat.
We had this wine-fueled, Jesse-Colin-Young-Everybody-Get-Together-Try-And-Love-One-Another vibe goin' on.
After a day of eating, drinking, shopping and drinking we sat down to dinner at the Santacafe. They put our group of eight in a small alcove with one other table. Across from us sat another group of eight - each one a 20-something medical student. Think Grey's Anatomy - the early years.
We exchanged pleasantries, since, I dunno, we were in the same room and had this wine-fueled, Jesse-Colin-Young-Everybody-Get-Together-Try-And-Love-One-Another vibe goin' on. That's when I went and said what my friend Gene'o had muttered under his breath (using my Napa Valley outside voice):
TAKE A GOOD LOOK AT US. WE'RE YOU IN 30 YEARS.
As our son Cole's friend Nick would say, HILLarious. They were gracious - kind even - saying they hoped they were out having fun and looking as good as us, when THEY WERE OUR AGE. I forgave the geezer reference and made a mental note to follow up after dessert.
It was group picture time at their table. I, your humble geezer blogger, asked if, ahem, they might be in need of some assistance. The Grey's prequel cast heartily accepted. Just as I was about to snap the picture - you know that point where the photographer says "Say Cheese" for no damn good reason? Well Boomers, you know what Bob said don't you? Before you can gasp, "Oh no, you just didn't." I did.
"Smile and say, HOT MONKEY SEX."
Click.
That, my boomer friends, is how you turn Grey's a bright shade of RED in 1/60th of a second.