29 August 2010
Scene: The Wawa on 579 outside of New Egypt:
Herb cracks a joke. Chris laughs.
Herb: Boy, she is really out of it today.
Me: Wait, what? I didn't hear you.
Herb: You're not your usual, bubbly self.
Me: I just had some coffee. Maybe I'll bubble.
Scene: Half an hour later, on a tree-lined road heading north:
Me: Y'know, I've been called lots of things, but "bubbly" isn't one of them.
Herb: Yeah, "bubbly" wasn't the word I was looking for. "Ebullient, maybe?"
Me: Naaah.
Herb: "Upbeat!" That's the word I was looking for.
Chris: Herb, if you want to know her personality, just look at her jersey.
[Laura's jersey is sporting a frog.]
Me: "Amphibious?" Chris, are you saying I'm amphibious?
Chris: Your bike frame!
Me [thinking]: Psychedelic?
Herb has already stopped listening.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
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