Me: Yeah, I sort of, vaguely, kinda remember when that happened.
Wife: That was kind of an important event.
Me: I'm not saying it wasn't an important event. I showed up because it was important. It just wasn't worth remembering afterward.
Wife: I love you and by that I mean, "There are days I want to kill you."
One stoic's look at living in the Upper Midwest, mostly about time spent outdoors, dogs, and food.
Showing posts with label overheard. Show all posts
Showing posts with label overheard. Show all posts
10 May, 2014
23 March, 2014
First Friend
Overheard:
"When the Man walked up he said, 'What is Wild Dog doing here?" And the Woman said, "His name is not wild Dog anymore, but the First Friend, because he will be our friend for always and always and always."
-Rudyard Kipling
01 August, 2013
I, Claudius
Overheard:
The key moral I learned from I, Claudius as a child of eight or nine, was, regardless of your assessment of another, to always be polite. You never know who will become the next emperor and, consequently, have the authority to remove your head from your shoulders.
The key moral I learned from I, Claudius as a child of eight or nine, was, regardless of your assessment of another, to always be polite. You never know who will become the next emperor and, consequently, have the authority to remove your head from your shoulders.
17 December, 2011
I'm Pretty
Overheard:
P1: I hate him so much! I want to smash my head into that wall!
P2: Oh, don't say that...
P1: You're right. I'm pretty. I want to bash his head into that wall.
P1: I hate him so much! I want to smash my head into that wall!
P2: Oh, don't say that...
P1: You're right. I'm pretty. I want to bash his head into that wall.
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