a couple of months ago we were talking on the telephone. b.f.h. and i were both pretty tired and because of that she was saying exceptionally (but unintentionally) funny things. she told me that she was going to have to get off the phone, and i answered,
"why are you shutting off the faucet of this brilliance?"
"cuz i'm afraid it will show up on a blog somewhere."
One for the weekend.
21 hours ago