Me: Oh my God.
Matthew: I know.
Me: Look at them.
Matthew: I am. OK, don’t look at them.
Me: Sorry. They’re just mesmerizing.
Matthew: Uh huh.
Me: Maybe we could draw little eyes on them.
Matthew: [Looking at me in alarm.]
Me: And stick a carrot between them!
Me: And then do you know what we’d have?
Me: SNOW BOOBS!
Matthew: You. Are. So. Weird.
Me: I know.
I mean, come on.
6 thoughts on “Two Conversations: Mostly-Shirt-Free Lady on the Train”
I love that you’re all about sharing your crazy.
Well, frankly, it’s about as easy to hide as a goiter. (Or pretty butterfly wings!) So I might as well enjoy it.
I pet the butterfly Jennie, I petted it real good.
–Taupey Smalls, livin’ off the fatta the lan.
I’m sorry, what as that? I missed everything after “Boobs.”
Hey! I found your blog…somehow. I followed link to link to link, I think. It’s all very hazy now. Anyway, when I find a new blog I enjoy (ex: yours), I like to go back and browse the archives.
But…your archives are broken. From current through sept. ’05. Earlier than that is accessible.
You might already know and not care, in which case ok then! But maybe you didn’t know. In which case, yay me! And you might be scared because hey, there is this strange chick leaving a really long comment complaining about how she can’t read about your entire life for the past couple years. But rest assured! I am too lazy to stalk. And as I have no penis, I will never email you pictures of it.
OK, I just got creepy. Sorry. I enjoy your blog! You’re verry funny! Thanks!
Oh, I know, it’s bad. I’m having various evil geniuses look into it right now. You might know some of them, Evil Science Chick.