If You Ask My Neighbor Al to Borrow an Iron You Will Be Transported Back in Time

While my wife and I were getting ready for the Halloween party on Saturday night we realized that we do not own an iron. Either we don't own one or it was misplaced in our recent move. This was a big problem for my wife because she had an iron on decal for the shirt of her costume. 

After some quick thinking I said go borrow one from our neighbor Liz... she has to have one.  Liz was not home and Erica said to me that I should ask our other neighbor Al.  I laughed and laughed. If you knew Al you would understand.

Al is a unique cat and one of my favorite people. Al is much older than me, works like an animal, can fix anything, owns every tool the world has ever known, likes the occasional adult beverage and has the best ZZ Top like white beard in the world.

The chances of him owning an iron are slim and none.  She still wanted me to check.

I obliged. I went downstairs and knocked on Al's door and asked him if he had an iron we could borrow. He said maybe. He would have to check. Five minutes later he emerged with this thing.

Yes...this iron from the Civil War.

Hilarious.  I knew it would work I just could not believe that we were in a scenario that made me feel like I had been transported back in time.  My wife Erica was not psyched about the idea of setting the house or her hands on fire trying to use this thing so she did not but we had a good laugh and Al came in for an evening beer.  He is my Cosmo Kramer.