Overheard conversations after 4 pm are the best, because (in my office at least), people seem to think everyone else has left. So I just heard this, said loudly and in a most incredulous manner:
"She's Swedish?"
Now, I'm not going to pretend I know what these guys are talking about, but I can't imagine that this is quite as unbelievable a fact as Dude #1 makes it sound (Dude #2 exists, but is silent in this scenario). I mean, unless she's black, or only speaks Japanese, or something.
Also, please visit this, and tomorrow, observe a moment of silence for one of history's great thespians, Mr. Steve Guttenberg.
And see this, stolen from the same blog (I think I just want to BE that guy). I need to link it for the wife, as it concerns a little tune we sometimes sing at Winnie's, and btw will undoubtedly be performing there the second weekend in December, when I shall make my triumphant return to NYC.
Lastly, I have added a new link to the right; it concerns Marmaduke and comes highly recommended.
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I have not laughed so hard while reading something as I just did reading the JBJ thing, seriously, LOL for real. That was awesome. BTW- we are SOOOO singing that, our ticket to greatness, and other excellence.
FYI- I am holding off writing a new blog till I am bored at work tomorrow. WOrd, wife.
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