It’s cool today, really cool, like you wish you had a jacket cool. Compared to this summer, it was a welcome relief. The Professor and I went to Mellow Mushroom for lunch and even now, I am in a warm, enveloping tired of yummy bread and cheese.
The Butcher called from the driveway to insist I go to the front yard and look at that “badass shit.”
The nice thing about having a sibling is that I didn’t have to leave my comfy spot on the couch. I knew what he meant.
“The surprise lilies?”
“Those orange badass things?”
“We should have more of those.”
If only I could get him that enthusiastic about trimming the yard, my life would be perfect.
One of the things I like best about the Professor is that we’ve known each other long enough now that she knows how my mind works. So, I forget what we were talking about and I was giving some example that I wanted to illustrate something, but I realized halfway through giving the example that, under ordinary circumstances, it didn’t illustrate my point at all.
Like if I was all “It was like looking at a blue penguin” and the Professor was like “Yes, and that’s how you knew the shoes were red.” Who knows how my brain got from “blue penguin” to “red shoes” but it didn’t stop the conversation.
The Butcher and I were talking about why guys don’t go to the bathroom together and girls do. I was like “When do you gossip? How do you bond?” And he was all “Um, text message?” Like it was totally obvious.
Anyway, I’m not sure what these stories have to do with each other, except that it’s nice when you’re on the same wavelength as someone and sometimes hilarious when you’re not.
Text messaging? Really, gentlemen? This is how you’re developing and maintaining your social networks?