Eventful Sunday: We went to Target to buy a breadbox. No more rampaging bread at Solipsist HQ. This should also put an end to all those tedious "20 Questions" arguments: "A wombat is NOT bigger than a breadbox! See?!?"
Breadboxes: They're not just for the Amish anymore.
Speaking of which, we've been thinking about converting to Amish. We like to wear black. And we think we could make one of those mustacheless-beards like good. There's something appealing about the thought of trading in the Slopmobile for a horse-drawn carriage and blogging from a simple Pennsylvania farmhouse--you can get a wireless connection there, right? WOS isn't crazy about the idea, but, of course, if we convert, then we figure she becomes our property, so who cares what she thinks.
From the sentences you thought you'd never hear file:
WOS: "I'm going to burn you with my cigarette if you don't shut up about converting to Amish!"
She's going to look adorable in one of those little white bonnets.
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Sunday, February 28, 2010
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