In the background, there is a Phil Collins CD playing.
Me: “Funny, I never pegged you for a ‘Phil Collins’ fan.”
Shawrk: “I wanted to listen to ‘Tonight, tonight, tonight’ this morning.”
Me: “Oh really?”
Forty-five minutes later…
Shawk: “You got me in trouble!”
Me: “How?”
Shawrk: “For the Phil Collins comments on your website.”
Me: “Mwahahahaha!”
Shawrk: Smiles.
Sidenote: The update may get him in trouble too… go get him, Underbunny!
About 6 or 7 years ago I was at a party at a local lake (Tiger lake, if you must know), and there were many people in attendance, as most lake parties have. One enebriated fellow passed out at about 9PM and since he wasn’t in any immediate danger of hurting himself or others around him we left him alone.
Several hours later he suddenly sat up and exclaimed: “I’m a sandwich. Figure it out!”, and then he passed out again until the morning. I’m still having trouble trying to figure it out.
Another rousign conversation at the ping pong table.
Me: “Yeah… I clean mine almost every day. In fact I just got cleaning it. You should try it, it really helps you out.”
Friend A: “Nah. I like keeping mine dirty. I like the way it feels when it’s dirty. I play with it better when it’s dirty.”
Friend B: “Whoah!” And leaves the room.
Observed during an intense game of ping pong; both programmers were on the same team at the time.
Programmer #1: Glares at Programmer #2
Programmer #2: “What the hell are you looking at?”
Programmer #1: Continues to glare at Programmer #2
Programmer #2: “You ain’t hard; you ain’t from the ghetto! Fool, you program software!”
Programmer #1: “Oh, yeah!” Laughs
Programmer #2: Smiles and laughs