So today was one of those days where I channeled my 12-year-old self. In other words, it was filled with eating.
Went to Row's Dad's funeral, and the reception was at the Mandarin. I could've stopped at two plates. Instead I went for three. But of course.
Then we went to Gil's house for dinner and cake. And did I have that, I tell you what.
I might need a stomach pump, but I think I'm more interested in sleeping now
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My wife is funny, albeit unintentionally.
Upon listening to this song on the radio: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8gyLR4NfMiI, Sharon asked me what they were saying at the end of the chorus.
I told her they were getting "papers".
She responded, "Because they are immigrants?"
Me: "what?"
Her: "They are getting their immigration papers?"
Yup
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