I may or may not have been given the following blog from Tony Romo's new homeless friend, "Doc":
"Well, I just got back from hanging out at the movies with my new best pal, Tony Romo.
I still can't believe I got to hang out with him. He is such a swell guy...so down to earth.
When I saw him walking up to the movie theater window, I knew right away who he was due to the sports section pictures from my newspaper blanket. I gathered up some courage and decided to ask him for a few bucks for food.
"Don't be silly," was his response. "Instead of buying you a hot meal that will only last you a few hours, how about I invite you to come sit with me in the nice warm theater? Jessica bailed on me at the last second as she flew to Buffalo to get some more of their wings, so this works out perfect."
It was still 80 degrees outside and I really would have rather had the money...but what was I gonna do? Of course I went in with him.
After we went in, he got in line at the concession stand and bought a bag of popcorn and asked if I wanted some popcorn too. I said yes, so he told me to hold out my hands to which he poured some in them.
- B/R Ticket Guide
Best popcorn I've had in a long time. The stuff they throw out at the end of the night gets stale fast.
We then sat down and started watching the movie. While Tony enjoyed his X-large drink, I found some left over Coke which helped wash down the 10 popcorn kernels. I also found some gum under the seat which made a nice breath freshening treat.
A few minutes into the flick, he started sniffing out loud.
'What's that horrid smell? It smells like a mixture of dead fish, rat droppings and Flozell Adam's locker.'
'Oh, I'm sorry Tony' I squeamishly answered. 'I haven't had a bath in months and honestly was planning to take one here in the cinema's restrooms after the movie.'
'Ha, it's ok Doc. One time one of the jets went out on my 50 square foot jacuzzi. My left elbow wasn't getting the full massage so I know exactly what you are going through.'
After the movie I told him thanks and that I really appreciated the good time.
He asked me what I was planning on doing the rest of the evening, and I told him I was going to dig through dumpsters to search for aluminum cans to recycle for money to buy a frozen Hot Pocket for supper.
I caught a glimmer in his eye...
'Doc,' he cheerfully responded, 'Tonight is your lucky night...I'm going to make sure you eat more than just a lousy Hot Pocket for supper.'
A tear of joy ran down my face. I felt like the luckiest man in the world.
'Where are these dumpsters?' he asked.
I pointed them out and he cried out 'Alright! Let's go for it!' and he dove right in to help look for more aluminum cans.
By the time we were through digging, we had collected about four full bags of can which equalled about $5...enough for me to get TWO Hot Pockets.
As he turned to leave, I couldn't thank him enough and he replied that the pleasure was all his and that it was his way of giving something back to his fellow man.
As I lay there in my bed, looking at the stars through the big hole in the roof of my box, I recall the events of the day and know that this is something I will remember for the rest of my life. Thank you Tony Romo.
p.s.
I don't know why people keep calling me homeless. This box I live in is great. It's mobile and I've even built a two grocery cart garage on the side."
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