Parting shaft…

Katherine to John as he leaves for work: “Good-bye John. Thank you for visiting me at my house.”

In the car, driving….

After proclaiming that he needed to get a shower last night, the following dialogue ensued: Me: You should try the new shampoo I got. It’s fabulous stuff…. the purple bottle. Smells nice. John: Purple shampoo? What makes it so good? Me: Seems to clean well, smells nice and, well, it’s purple. (pause) Odd to pick…

Doghouses and their occupants

Moss and I are the sole residents of the main house today, figuratively speaking. Everyone else has been consigned to The Doghouse of My Mind: Ferg – Stealing food once, I’m used to (and even expect, with you), but three times in one day? The crowning touch was how you scarfed it right from Katherine’s…

Living from behind

Conventional wisdom indicates that it’s generally better to stay either right on top of things or to be a step or two ahead. I’m not sure who made up that theory, but I get the sense that they had no children, a quiet, mundane, 9-5 job and no real extracurricular activities. So basically, it only…