December 15, 2008
November 21, 2008
Keeping Dion in the Dark: Priceless
"It doesn't have a pricetag on it. How do I know how much to love you now?" ~Dion
Mini-mosity
"To me, this is the fun size. Those little ones, those aren't fun." ~Holly, holding up the "real" fun size 3 Musketeers
Love? I Don't Know About That
Me: OK, I'll just sit here and be boring.
Eric: Finally, the Kate I know and love.
Eric: Finally, the Kate I know and love.
How Can Mashed Potatoes Ever Be Wrong?
Eric: What are you going to cook with that?
Me: Mashed potatoes?
Eric: You just went the wrong way on the delicious scale.
Me: Mashed potatoes?
Eric: You just went the wrong way on the delicious scale.
November 04, 2008
The Accidental Postmodernist
"I seem to have created a postmodern pagan death punk living space." ~Nelson
October 29, 2008
A Man's Take on Fear-Inducing Power Tools
"I'd take that two-cycle chainsaw and make it a four-cycle and add a catalytic converter." --Eric
October 22, 2008
I Need a Bed, He Needs an Audience
"I don't know what it is about four beers, but after four, I need a guitar." ~Eric
October 07, 2008
October 03, 2008
Recession Hits High School Pranksters
Adam: They left a note on a teacher's car saying that they were going to blow it up.
Eric: What ever happened to eggs and toilet paper?
Adam: Those things are expensive these days.
Eric: What ever happened to eggs and toilet paper?
Adam: Those things are expensive these days.
September 30, 2008
All My Decorating Dilemmas Solved
Mickey: What you need to do is get some of those shelves you put whatnots on.
Me: I'm not a big fan of whatnots.
Mickey: Well, put something else there, then. I don't know, erotica?
Me: I'm not a big fan of whatnots.
Mickey: Well, put something else there, then. I don't know, erotica?
Charm...Attack
Eric: What are you doing?
Me: Cooking ramen and playing with my paint.
Eric: I love that you're so honest with me...and you're kind of a Saturday Night Live skit.
Me: Cooking ramen and playing with my paint.
Eric: I love that you're so honest with me...and you're kind of a Saturday Night Live skit.
August 25, 2008
My Morning Jacket's Latest Album
"It's like Prince and J. Mascis had a baby and gave it up for adoption and it was raised by Styx and Moby in 1983." ~Eric
August 22, 2008
Olympic Wisdom: Volleyball
Announcer: You know, I asked her the other day why she wears the black kinesiotape instead of blue, and she said, "It's like Tiger Woods when he plays on a Sunday. He wears red. I wear black. The power color."
Eric: I doubt it went quite like that.
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Me: He keeps saying May. Her name is May-Treanor now.
Eric: Her name is Meesty.
Eric: I doubt it went quite like that.
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Me: He keeps saying May. Her name is May-Treanor now.
Eric: Her name is Meesty.
August 20, 2008
More Olympic Wisdom: Gymnastics
"If you had told Russia they would come away with no medals from these games, they would have said, 'You're wrong.'" ~Announcer
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(Eric is fascinated that someone in West Des Moines made a sculpture of Shawn Johnson out of butter.)
"Shawn deserves a medal to hang on the butter." ~Eric
"Go Nastia. Take it away from Shawn. That little brat has herself in butter." ~Eric
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Eric: If she doesn't shed a tear, I'm going to declare her a robot.
Kate: I think I see one right there.
Eric: That's not a tear. That's where her cheeks have squeezed one out of her tear ducts from smiling so much.
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(Eric is fascinated that someone in West Des Moines made a sculpture of Shawn Johnson out of butter.)
"Shawn deserves a medal to hang on the butter." ~Eric
"Go Nastia. Take it away from Shawn. That little brat has herself in butter." ~Eric
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Eric: If she doesn't shed a tear, I'm going to declare her a robot.
Kate: I think I see one right there.
Eric: That's not a tear. That's where her cheeks have squeezed one out of her tear ducts from smiling so much.
August 13, 2008
Losing Never Sounded So Poetic—and Fun
"Monaco. Back to enjoy, back to party, back not necessarily to win a medal." ~Olympics announcer
August 11, 2008
Beijing 2008: Opening Ceremonies
Announcer: How many places can you go around the world where the culture is old enough that you could say, "Oh by the way, the Chinese invented paper and printing." That's actually true here.
Eric: I'd say you could probably go to any country in the world and say that the Chinese invented paper and printing and it would be true.
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Eric (after the people popped out of the boxes): I was afraid they were going to pop people out of those boxes.
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Announcer: Don't go away. Why would you?
Eric: I'd say you could probably go to any country in the world and say that the Chinese invented paper and printing and it would be true.
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Eric (after the people popped out of the boxes): I was afraid they were going to pop people out of those boxes.
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Announcer: Don't go away. Why would you?
July 22, 2008
Measureable Devotion
Me: I thought about coming to see you in April, but it's just so expensive.
Nelson: That's ok. I don't miss you that much.
Me: Oh, you don't?
Nelson: No, I only miss you about once a week.
Nelson: That's ok. I don't miss you that much.
Me: Oh, you don't?
Nelson: No, I only miss you about once a week.
Open Mouth, Insert Wrath of God
"It's hard to look cool when you're an albino burn victim with earplugs in...Oh my God I'm going to hell. Honey, I'm going to miss you." ~Eric
July 17, 2008
June 20, 2008
Calling Him "Shun" Is Probably A Bad Idea
"Shawn's still not sure he wants to ruin his rock persona by singing some country songs." ~Eric
May 23, 2008
Suddenly, As In Constantly for the Past Year and a Half
Me: How does it always happen that I have nothing to wear? Suddenly I don't feel right in any of my clothes.
Eric: Suddenly I don't feel right about not having a big screen.
Eric: Suddenly I don't feel right about not having a big screen.
May 06, 2008
5 de Mayo—Vive La Tequila! Or Not
Waiter: And for you sir?
Eric: Coke.
Waiter: On the rocks? Oh...Coke.
Eric: Coke.
Waiter: On the rocks? Oh...Coke.
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