The Case Of The Missing Koozies
Someone has a koozie vendetta against me. Not just any koozie but Bob Karwin koozies. Why do I believe this? Because they keep disappearing on me! I just lost another one yesterday. Fortunately, I still have the one he autographed for me but probably only because I don’t take it out of the house. Now, logically since those are the koozies I carry with me at all times, one might think of course those are the ones I lose. Koozies + beer = forgetful Kathy. However, I contend that I don’t lose them but they are being stolen. Take yesterday as an example. We were at some friends’ for a little Memorial Day party and they have an outside palapa bar. A very nice one, BTW. Tuck and I each started with a beer then switched to Moscow Mules. I put my Karwin Koozie down on the end of the bar while we were making our Mules. When I switched back to beer and went to get me koozie, it was gone. Sure it can make it to and from Cozumel, but not Scottsdale. Totally gone, too. I asked around. A couple of ...