She: "Why would anyone name a cookie Spunkmeyer?" Me: "Maybe it invoked a pleasant memory." She: "Of what, spunk?" Me: "Yes, Meyer's spunk. There's a whole tie-in with milk there, too. Or maybe it's a revered family name." She: "We could do research and find out." Me: "Either way, I'm not sure I want to
She: "Oh great! Now there are two of you I have to contend with!" T1: "That's right! Not one, but two Tammys! Muwahahaha!" T2: "An heir and a spare!" T1: "It's not Tam I Am, it's Tam R Us!" She: "God, get me out of here!"
Me: "They do have baseball in Montana and football, too. All of the niceties." He: "Really? I wouldn't have expected that." Me: "Sure. I even ran into several Red Sox fans." He: "You know it will be Armageddon if there's a Cubs-Red Sox World Series." Me: "Yes. I mentioned that to a Montana Red Sox
(whispering) Me: This church is beautiful! I love the painting on the walls... It's so spiritual. She: Yes, they even list the virtues up there. Me: I'm so glad we aren't sitting over there... right under "chastity." She: They need a "houchie mama" section. Guaranteed it would be jam-packed and the "chastity" section would be
Me: "Did you pick up enough free samples of deodorant?" He: "Yep. I've got enough to last a year." Me: "What about the Rogaine samples? Did you pick up enough of those?" He: "I don't believe in handling something that pregnant mothers can't use. That weirds me out." Me: "What? The possibility of what it
Me: "I may kill someone before the week is out." She: "Are you selling tickets?" Me: "Nah, first come, first served." She: "I meant are you selling tickets to watch?" Me: "Oh, oh! I hadn't even thought about the revenue generating aspect. I don't think so...I don't want a business plan to interfere with my
She: "Should I be honest with job candidates and watch them run away, or lie and possibly get someone good?" Me: "There are pluses and minuses to both. Eventually, you realize, you'll have to come clean and level with the job candidate." She: "True, but not right away." Me: "Okay. You could offer them a
I walked up the Michigan Avenue bridge, bouncing and happy because I'd just given a dollar to someone who obviously needed it. I was filled with good karma--it was shining through my eyes, and maybe I was a little bouncy from listening to Fatboy Slim on my MP3 player, too. Anyway, in the middle of
Me: "So I was shopping for the Montana trip and I found this really cool spray on bandage stuff." She: "It's the next logical step after liquid bandages." Me: "Exactly. You spray it on and it wears off in a couple of days. No fuss, no muss." She: "We've come a long way from staples."
She: "...I even deleted him from my cell phone." Me: "Wow, did you really? What if he calls? How are you going to screen?" She B: "Wait. You're not telling me you still have He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named programmed on *your* cell phone?" Me: "Yeah..." She: "He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named?" She B: "Voldemort. She was dating Harry Potter's arch nemesis." She:
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