Man, apparently, I’m down to two updates a week on this thing. That is just sad. I can only plead an insane schedule again. This week, I have two freelance projects, work, physical therapy, class, a story to critique, Slaughterhouse Fiveto read and also must do laundry or titillate the male population with my curvy nubile flesh, and quite honestly, while we’re having a burst of Indian summer, it’s still a little too chilly for any naked outside time. Even still, I find myself wistfully fantasizing about a shopping trip to Chicago, where I can explore the wilds of Woodfield Mall, frolic in Torrid, nibble on a Bacon Jicama salad thingy at CPK, and perhaps scout out the Crate and Barrel outlet downtown. But no. No. Must get my ducks in a row. Or else they’ll be running higgledy-piggledy and also be naked.
Weetabix : Ooh, CSI!
Esteban : It’s not in HD.
Weetabix : Look at you, all spoiled with the HiDef CSI.
Esteban : Well, when you’re watching the HD TV, it just seems like a waste to not watch HD channels.
Weetabix : (Watching as Nick and Sara use big gigantic plier-like things to pry apart a car) Those are jaws of life, huh?
Esteban : Yeah, that’s so cool. They get to play with all the fun toys.
Weetabix : What’s this song? I totally know this song.
Esteban : Hmmm’
Weetabix : something ‘is my sister&AO8AvwC9AO8AvwC9-. It’s like, old.
Esteban : Don’t know.
Weetabix : Jesus is my sister? Is that it?
Esteban : You are on drugs.
Weetabix : No, I swear! That’s the song. It’s from when we were living in our apartment, so it’s like, early nineties or something. Jesus is my sister. It was very controversial.
Esteban : No! That doesn’t even make sense.
Weetabix : Look it up.
Esteban : What? Where?
Weetabix : (Pointing at his laptop sitting on the endtable) Google. (grabbing the remote and checking the description) The episode is called Invisible Evidence.
Esteban : What am I, your ‘look up’ bitch now?
Weetabix : I am so right. You just don’t want to know. You’re just chicken to find out that you have to do the ‘I’m So Wrong’ dance.
Esteban : Fine’. You are so high maintenance.
Weetabix : I’m not Mr. Bah-It’s-Not-in-High-Def.
Esteban : Ahah. The music of CSI.
Weetabix : I knew that somebody somewhere was keeping track of this.
Esteban : Jeez, ‘song heard while Nick and Sara used the Jaws of Life.’ Nope. You’re wrong. It’s called ‘Love Spreads’ by the Stone Roses.
Weetabix : What? Wait. Look up the lyrics for it.
Esteban : There’s nothing about Jesus being anyone’s sister.
Weetabix :: Who is the sister? Someone’s the sister, right?
Esteban : Er. ‘The Messiah is my sister.’
Weetabix : Uh huh. Right, I was obviously way off track. Totally on drugs.
Esteban : In certain religions, yes.
Weetabix : (watching a promo for the new Ray Charles pic, starring Jamie Fox) I kind of want to see that.
Esteban : Me too. Jamie Fox is perfect for the part.
Weetabix : I know! Totally.
Esteban : He even looks like Ray Charles.
Weetabix : I wouldn’t have even considered him for the part, but man, he’s got the walk, he’s got everything just down. Unreal. It’s sort of eerie.
Esteban : He’s a very talented young man. Consider also his father.
Weetabix : Who is his father?
Esteban : Redd Foxx.
Weetabix : He is not.
Esteban : Totally. Think about it.
Weetabix : You’re on drugs.
Esteban : Oh? Don’t make me get all Internet on your ass.
Weetabix : Oh’ please do.
Esteban : Gah, you always have to be right.
Weetabix : No, I only have to be right when I am totally right. And in this case, I’m just curious. It doesn’t seem right. Redd Foxx would have been, like, way too old, you know? He was old on Sanford and Sons.
Esteban : Hmmm’ doesn’t say. Only that he was raised by his grandparents.
Weetabix : Did Redd Fox have any kids? They should be listed in IMDB.
Esteban : I will look. Nope, you’re right. He only had one adopted kid. And five wives.
Weetabix : I love the internet. Our lives are so much better since the internet.
Esteban : Yes, it provides you with backup to be self-righteous.
Weetabix : I wonder how much that house up the street sold for. I bet that’s on the internet.
Esteban : You think? Hmmm. (types for a bit) Yup. Here it is. Including current tax assessment. Wow’ this is an easy way to find out our neighbors last names.
Weetabix : See? I don’t have to go talk to them. I can just look ’em up on the internet! And find out how much it will take to buy their house.
Esteban : This is a little creepy, spying on our neighbors like this.
Weetabix : Maybe a little.
Esteban : Want to look up my parent’s house?
Weetabix : Totally.
