Thursday, October 15, 2009M: "I have one word for you, Jake, and here it is."
M. places a very small typed word on my desk. the word is "spandex." M. has clipped it from a magazine.
J: "What is this?"
M: "It's a word, Jake."
J: "Spandex? Why?"
M: "Why, Jake?"
J: "Oh God..."
Later in the day, I ask M. who she thinks the most clever person in the world.
M: "I think it's a tie between Paris Hilton and... what's her name? She's a singer, kind of like Christina Aguilera... not Britney Spears- she'd come in 2nd.... MARIAH CAREY! Have you heard her song lyrics, Jake? I have to grab a dictionary to figure out what she is saying. 'I see right through you like you're bathing in Windex.'"
J: "I would think the most clever person in the world is probably someone like Stephen Hawking-"
M: "Jake, did you hear the song lyrics? Stevie Hockey can't write lyrics like that."
J: "Stevie Hockey?"
M: "Stevie H!"
Earlier, M. asked me a question with a look of sadness in her eyes.
M: "What did the little boy with no arms or legs get for Christmas?"
J: "I dunno. What?"
M: "Cancer." :(