Carl Lives

I was getting really worried about Carl -- especially when his birthday came and went and he did not call. You can usually count on kids to contact you (for no particular reason) a week or two before their birthday. You know, just to say hi, and make sure that you have their address.

Saturday on the way back from the play we debated what could be going on. If he hadn't called to ensure a birthday present, then it must be bad. We shared our version of How Bad Might It Be, and Would He Call If It Was [insert horrible thing here]. We had a pretty short list: broke, fired, homeless, and illness.

But that night he sent an email! Sunday morning I read this:

I appreciate the birthday greetings, to be honest though it was not a very happy birthday at all. I don't have the time to spell it all out here, so would you do me the favor of calling me at my home ###-###-####. I would have called but I'm without a phone and have been relying upon the house phone.

I guess we can rule out homeless and any illness that would make typing impossible.

We called seven times (really, I counted) on Sunday and three times today. We just get the answering machine. I sent him an email telling him that he had to email me back with a time when he would be home.

So I'm glad he is alive and all...but it would be nice to know what the heck is going on.