Coffee With My Therapist

I had my monthly appointment with the therapist this morning. Sadly, I ran out of time to hit the Starbucks drive-thru on the way. He’s one of those stress-reduction specialists who thinks I should quit coffee, avoid cigars and do yoga every morning.

I do keep the cigars to a minimum, but coffee is about all I have left. And I will never do yoga. It’s just not my style.

I always make it a point to walk into his office with a large cup of the boldest coffee brew I can find. He looks at the cup and says, “Oh, I see you’ve brought drugs with you.” 

I like my therapist.

I guess that’s why I do these things.

When I like someone, I needle them.

While I’m on here, I’d like to remind you that a benefit show for Joe “Zippo” Kelley is tomorrow night in Salem, Mass. Details HERE.

Did I mention The Neighborhoods are headlining?


5 thoughts on “Coffee With My Therapist

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  3. The image of you attempting yoga may appear somewhere in my comedy career. Not the physical aspect, but your personality. I can actually feel the tension between you and an imaginary yoga instructor lol.

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