An Email From Jon

Kay and I had coffee today. Most of our chatter was blather, unworthy
of repetition. However, Kay suggested that I pass this nugget on to
you as you are likely to be amused.

Kay: I used the three-snaps-in-a-Z-formation and Dylan said, "You're not
street enough to do that." I said, "I am too street!" and Jason,
who was there said, "You're more of an avenue."

Jon: Actually, you're more of a boulevard since you have an unused strip
in the middle that people keep off of.


Jon

Lip of the Crease

We were watching the Wings play Edmonton. They were down 2-3 until Zetterberg scored with 2:40 left in the third. "SCORRRRRRE!" sayeth I.
Ken Daniels, calling the game on TV, said; "Zetterberg scores! With Datsyuk at the lip of the crease!"
Pam looked at me and said "Sweetie, I like it when you're at the lip of my crease."

Overheard

I overheard a woman talking about a horrible sex experience. The man apparently had performance issues so bad that the condom slipped off and "fingers are not a substitute for a splint."

Yikes.

Clam Juice

We were discussing what to get for a small party and Pam said we should get Clamato for Bloody Marys.
"Mmmmm... the lovely taste of clam," I said.
"Yeah, you should try that tonight."
"Mmmmm... bearded clam."
"Your beard, my clam, we'll do lunch."

My Favorite Picture

This is my favorite picture of Mepamelia:

Salad Shooter

Pam farted. I stared at her wide-eyed, in mock surprise. "You pooted!"

She shrugged. "Better a poot than, you know, a salad-shooter."

Women's Armor

We were looking at the RPG motivational posters and Kay walked in the room and went:

"Oh my god! That's not even armor from sunburn!"