Anne and I recently encountered an online (comments thread) argument about the best girl scout cookie, in which someone said "Trefoils are a garbage cookie" and the rejoinder was "You're a garbage cookie." Now periodically one of us will tell the other apropos of nothing, "No, YOU'RE a garbage cookie."
Professor just emailed me asking me how we can get more recent issues of the student journal he publishes available online. I've been begging him, and student editors, for years to put it in our OA repository. ARGH
Tonight at the bar Dad told the true story of when their boat broke down on Lake Victoria, almost got run down by a giant ferry (which he avoided by fixing the searchlight fuse with cigarette foil) and then they were rescued the next day by his friends Mahmoud and Tony Cocaine. ... My dad is kind of a badass, you guys.
About to order the last gift on my shopping list. This is for a "sort of but maybe not really boyfriend of an old friend whom we're going to see this weekend." Shopping challenge. I'm thinking Halloween barware never goes wrong.