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In which I discuss the loveable sometimes absurdity of my husband and his best friend and perhaps the meaning of true friendship.

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Yes I know a thousand words. Even blurry though this is it still speaks volumes.

My husband and his best friend, after a bit of liquid inspiration, discovered that we were not going to have enough Diet Coke to complete our Saturday evening. Feeling that it would be slightly irresponsible to drive one of the cars they opted instead for the tandem bike above.

We filled and tested the flabby under-inflated tires. We even pressed down on the tires to make sure there was enough. Everything seemed to be going smoothly. They made it out into the street.

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They were set and peddling. The store was only a little ways down the road. Unfortunately mere seconds after I snapped this picture the back tire blew. I would guess that the tire, unused for four years, simply had no other option under the strain of two highly amused and amusing young men. The audible gun shot pop caught not only the attention of the two wives, myself and my best friend, but also the attention of the neighbor and his four sons standing in disbelief in their drive way.

There are moments when the choice to act in a certain way is robbed of you. There was no option other than laughter for everyone involved. Sometimes things are so amusingly absurd that they can only cause happiness. Out there on that street under the cloudy Houston sky we roared. Every person present threw back their heads in breathless laughter. I actually laughed so hard that my throat ached.

The Diet Coke did get bought along with some Doritos and Boones Farm. I still doubt the thinking behind the Boones but in the end who cares. We drank it all the same and then danced to such classic hits as What does the Fox Say? and Vindaloo. Sometimes there is magic in absurdity.

The truly awesome part of all of this comes from two people so comfortable that they can look ridiculous willingly and come out the other side laughing. That really is, in essence, what friendship is. I thought I’d share.

I mean for crying out loud it’s two grown men on a tandem bike.