(Thanks to Dr. Stephanie for the photo)
The apartment is a laboratory in which we conduct experiments, perform research on each other. We discover that Henry hates it when I absentmindedly click my spoon against my teeth while reading the paper at breakfast. We agree that it is okay for me to listen to Joni Mitchell and it is okay for Henry to listen to the Shaggs as long as the other person isn't around. We figure out that Henry should do all the cooking and I should be in charge of laundry and neither of us is willing to vacuum so we hire a cleaning service.
Audrey Niffengger
The Time Traveler's Wife
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
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I loved that book...I hope it becomes a movie, as planned.
ReplyDeletelove that book too--stunning.
ReplyDeletethat truck must be really scary the 98% of the time that it ISN'T being driven by a clown.
ReplyDeleteAnd it's briny, the clown? Is that because he smells like saltwater and garlic?
We surmise that Briny the Clown talks in a gravely smoker's voice and says things like "Hey Kid. How 'bout some rock salt."
ReplyDeleteNever trust a clown named "Briny"
ReplyDeleteIck.
~Jenny
http://blogs.chron.com/mamadrama/