Hey There Hal

Liz revisits an old friend:

On October 12, 2006 I first introduced Hey There Hal to the blogging world. It's past time for an update.

I cannot tell you how much I love this guy. Every time I am around him I feel renewed. Since you last met him, he has done the following:

• Literally taken the shirt off of someone else's back

He won the shirt in a bet and demanded immediate payment. Hilarious.

My favorite part of being with Hey There Hal is his obsessive use of nicknames and catch phrases. I recently had a conversation with Hey There that went (something) like this:

HIM:

"I was talking to Rage about Flintstone's vacation and Big Earl walked in and said, 'Hey There Hal, Andrew's looking for you.' So I called Rocky Top and come to find out P.J. and Squeezer were in the parking lot changing a flat when Blue Bird came out with a crow bar. You don't need a crow bar to change a flat! So you know what Hey There Hal did? I brought a bigger crowbar outside and said, 'Hey, Squeezer, try this one.'"

He laughs at the story, but I laugh because I am SO delighted at all of those nicknames! I can only follow about half of what he says because I can't process the names fast enough, but my god, I love hearing him talk!

I don't really have a nickname anymore. My dad called me "Mo" as a kid- Motor Mouth- and mom called me Lib, but since 10 I've really not had an exciting nickname that I could embrace.

I'm just keeping my fingers crossed that Hey There Hal is somewhere out there right now referring to me as "Tits McGee" or "Dolly".