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Just a stranger on the bus trying to make his way home

Conversation between me and kitanzi just now:

Me:  Buffalo wings should have a crispy texture when you bite into them.  Crispy skin, that is, no breading.  Breaded wings are an abomination in the eyes of God.1

Her:  I wasn’t aware God had an firm opinion on wings.

Me: God has an firm opinion on almost everything.

Her: Well, all sorts of people have an opinion about what God’s opinion of things is.  That’s not the same thing.

Me:  Ok, let me clarify.  God – as I understand Him – has a very firm opinion on wings. And, when I say “God as I understand him”, what I mean is…

Her:  (offers high-five) Well, at least you’re honest.

I love my wife.  We’re perfect for each other.

  1. Trying to find buffalo wings in Seattle as good as my favourite place back in Atlanta is an ongoing quest. 

Happy birthday, darling…

Since it’s National poetry month, I think I’ll mark today with a poem.

A Sonnet of the Moon
by Charles Best

Look how the pale queen of the silent night
Doth cause the ocean to attend upon her,
And he, as long as she is in his sight,
With her full tide is ready her to honour.

But when the silver wagon of the moon
Is mounted up so high he cannot follow,
The sea calls home his crystal waves to moan,
And with low ebb doth manifest his sorrow.

So you that are the sovereign of my heart
Have all my joys attending on your will;
My joys low-ebbing when you do depart,
When you return their tide my heart doth fill.

So as you come and as you do depart,
Joys ebb and flow within my tender heart.

A very happy birthday wish to my darling kitanzi, the best wife, lover, partner, and friend anyone could ever hope to have.

Reasons I Love My Wife, Number 1,432,202 in an ongoing series…

After watching Obama’s speech and The Daily Show last night, we had the following conversation:

kitanzi: Come to bed, silly.
autographedcat: Ok, I’ll come to bed. But I warn you, I want snuggles.
kitanzi: Can I sleep while you’re snuggling?
autographedcat: That’ll be hard. You’re the only person in the house to snuggle with.
kitanzi: We have two cats.
autographedcat: Yes, but they’re often very….particular about their snuggling.
kitanzi: Oh. Are you saying I’m easy then?
autographedcat: Nooooo.
kitanzi: Oh. So you’re saying I’m difficult?

…at which point we both collapsed into helpless giggles.


kitanzi: Do you love me?
autographedcat: I do! I do!
kitanzi: Do you love me more than ice cream?
autographedcat: I do.
kitanzi: Wow.
autographedcat: I love you more than carmel and chocolate ice cream.
kitanzi: That’s a lot.
autographedcat: I love you more than Coldstone Creamery ice cream with bits of fruit in.
kitanzi: Stop it. You’re making me hungry.
autographedcat: Sorry.
kitanzi: It’s ok. Not like I can get that at quarter-to-mindnight.
autographedcat: You could get Ben and Jerry’s. They sell that in the supermarket.
kitanzi: You realize you’re perilously close to being sent out for ice cream by your wife, right?
autographedcat: (silence)
kitanzi: Hah. That shut you up, didn’t it?
autographedcat: Would there be sex involved?
kitanzi: Not tonight, no, sorry.
autographedcat: (rolling over) Then go get your own damn ice cream.

…at which point I was (deservedly) hit by a pillow, but with more giggling.

We laugh a lot. It’s one of the ways I know we’re alright.

You know you’re in a geek relationship when…

You make an innuendo riffing on an old Electric Company segment.

Your partner says “What is this, an x-rated episode of Sesame Street?”

And you correct them, because it matters…

And they don’t get mad, because they understand.

I love my kitanzi.

Random conversations about computer products

For those of you who have never seen it, Woot.Com is a website that traffics in a variety of items, usually selling one item per day at a large discount over normal retail. The stuff they offer tends by and large to be geek-tech oriented (computers, AV equipment, with the occasional oddkin tossed in for variety).

Tonight, while popping through, I saw this, prompting the following conversation:

kitanzi: What is that?
autographedcat: It’s a computer accessory set shaped like frogs. See: keyboard, mouse, and speakers. Frogs.
kitanzi: They keyboard isn’t shaped like a frog. No wait, it is.
autographedcat: Yeah, see – there’s the eyes, and there’s its little hands.
kitanzi: Roadkill frog, more like.
autographedcat: Maybe that’s why the mouse and the speakers look so alarmed. <does South Park voices> “Oh my God, they killed Kenny!” “You BASTARDS!”

Snakes. On a *Plane*!!

So, kitanzi and I were snuggling in bed, in preparation for going to sleep, and discussing random things that were on our mind, and the conversation turned to the phenomenon surrounding the upcoming movie Snakes on a Plane:

autographedcat: You, the best part about all this buzz is….if you’d tried to actually manufacture it…
kitanzi: You couldn’t, it’d go nowhere.
autographedcat: Exactly.
kitanzi: How much you want to bet they make a sequel and it goes nowhere.
autographedcat: Well, sure. Where do you go after “Snakes on a plane”? Snakes on a boat? Snakes on a bus?
kitanzi: Snakes in a house?
autographedcat: Snakes on a Space Shuttle?
kitanzi: Now you’re just being silly.
autographedcat: Snakes on a lunar module?

At this point, we look at each other, and in unison, shout “Snaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaakes Innnnnnnnnn Spaaaaaaaaaaaaaaace!”

I love my wife. She’s my kind of weird.

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