Last night we had a severe thunderstorm and we lost our power. Just as the lights went out, our younger daughter called home from a friend's house.
"Dad...Can you come and pick me up at Taylor's house?"
"Right now?" I asked.
Just then a big bolt of lightning flashed nearby and I heard static on the phone line.
"Well...yeah." She answered.
"Alright," I said, "but I'm going to wait for the storm to die down a bit."
My wife had been going from room to room lighting candles when she overheard my phone conversation.
"You're not going to go and get her now...are you?"
(Baa-BOOM! A loud clap of thunder shook the house.)
"I'm a man's man" I explained, " A manly man who's not afraid of danger. In fact, if you look up 'Manly Man' in the dictionary, you'll see my picture:
Manly Man-n-: A brave man that laughs in the face of danger. See photo at right.
"Yeah,"My wife said, " You're a manly man...at least till a little mouse goes running by. Then who do you come calling for?... ME!"
"Hey," I said. "Even Superman has Kryptonite."
My older daughter walked into the room at this point and heard our conversation.
"Good one dad!" She said. "That comment should go on one of your blog posts."
"Good idea," I said.
I grabbed my keys and ran out of the house and into the dark and stormy night. My wife nervously watched out the front window, then turned to my daughter and said:
"That manly man just pulled out of the driveway without his headlights on."