Thursday, January 7, 2010

Non Sequitur

"So does the football not need to be touched by someone from the opposite team to make a kickoff a live ball?" I ask. 

"I don't know..." the DNB says. 

We continue watching the game.  My mind wanders. 

What I think is:  I need to go to the gym this month.  Hardcore.  Like every day.  Like twice a day.  It's more fun to work out with a buddy.  It would be awesome if the DNB had more time to go when I go.

What I say is:  "I wish you would go to the gym."

"WHAT?" the DNB turns to me, his mouth full of deep dish pizza.

"Oh, I guess I should've finished that sentence.  With me." 

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