spaghettios guy

Apparently Donald Goerke, the Campbell's executive who created Spaghetti Os, has died.

I used to eat them all the time when i was younger.  So did k, until I tasted them and then never bought them again.

so i mention this to her.
me:  The guy who made spaghettios died.
k: why?
me: (blank stare)
k: i mean, how?
me: im blogging this

random conversation

So, im opening a long awaited package and checking out the loot inside.  I notice one of the samples I requested isn't what I received.

me:  They sent me ... Beard Lube. Why did they send me Beard Lube?

k: WHAT?

me:  They sent Beard Lube.

k: Are you gonna use it on your beard?

me: (still confused, silent, slowly turning my head to look at her)

k:  (noticing my expression) ohhhhh yeah, i dont know WHAT i was thinking. WHY did they send YOU beard lube?


im really gonna miss our conversations when shes gone to college.

random conversation

(I'd just heard an Oprah commercial in which she mentions a couple saved their marriage when the husband was addicted to chat rooms, prostitutes, and porn.)

I ask Ms K how she thought someone could save a marriage when the husband is addicted to chat rooms, prostitutes & porn.

K: huh?

Me: How can someone save a marriage when the husband is addicted to chat rooms, prostitutes & porn?

K: Corn?? Hes addicted to CORN!!?

Me: (uncontrollable laughter) um. no. PORN.

K: You need to enunciate better.