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Five minutes at a bus stop with Craig and Dan…

I thought I’d share a couple amusing observations we made while waiting for a bus to the Red Sox game last night (’cause who doesn’t love an amusing observation).

First, we observed that people often converse as if they’re leaving the lines blank on the Mad Lib of life. For example, Elicia called and I asked her, “So, do you have to go to that thing tonight?” Instead of naming the thing, I left life’s Mad Lib unspecified. It’s like this:

“So, do you have to go to that                      tonight?”

Speaking in such generic terms is boring. I mean, if the alternative is to leave it blank, then I might as well just start talking as if our conversations really are Mad Libs and throw in random      bananas      that make no sense, just for the fun of it.                                     Thing (plural)

Then, we determined that the best possible title anyone could ever use for a memoir is, “I Took a Shit on a Gold Toilet.” One of us needs to live the life that allows us to write that memoir. And think about it – If you shat on a gold toilet, just imagine what other amazing stories you must have to tell.

Yep, good times at the bus stop 🙂


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