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AN ALTERNATIVE ‘ABOUT ME’ STORY
About Me — Lee Azevado
Is this what you get when you cross a joke with a rhetorical question?
To those people that accuse me of being a long-haired dirty-footed hippy who’s never more than an arms-length away from a glass of wine, all I can say is good luck with proving such hearsay. And no, before you ask, I am most certainly not in denial about my ongoing issue with avoidance.
Yeah, I know what you’re thinking — “Lee, why the hell are you writing an ‘about me’ story when we already know all we need to know about you?”
Well, all I can say is that for some strange reason this morning — just after I’d changed a lightbulb, crossed the road and then walked into a bar — I had an overwhelming feeling that my life was an absolute joke.
I know what you’re thinking — “Lee, seriously, how many more unwitty one-liners, overly self-deprecating discourse and damn right terrible dad jokes are you going to force down our throats before you’ve even got to the point of the story?
