We spent the entire day painting in 100 degree heat, with no fans because the power went out. Which probably explains why this passes for conversation this evening while watching baseball:
J: I want to be at that game.
A: I know you do.
J: Safeco is way better than Fenway.
A: Yeah, it is.
J: No sushi at Fenway.
A: No they don’t, honey.
J: Sox on Fox. Is that like Hop on Pop?
A: Something like that.
J: Look, Brian Daubach. Is he related to Roger Daubach?
A: You mean Roger Staubach.
J: Do you know how Roger Staubach spells relief?
A: Um, huh?
J: Do you know how Roger Staubach spells relief?
A: Um, the same way everyone else does? R-O-L-A-I-D-S?
J: You have no remembrance of that, do you?
A: Of what?
J: Of how Roger Staubach spells relief.
A: Sh, I’m watching the game.
Maybe it’s time for me to start making friends here.
