Since I'm retired now, I don't stop on the way home from work at my favorite little neighborhood bar any more. I decided to wander over there this afternoon, just to say hi.
As I was sitting at the bar, a grasshopper walked in, and jumped up on the barstool next to me.
"Hey there," I said. "Pretty cool. They have a drink here named after you."
After a long pause, he looked at me and said, "They have a drink named Norm?"