I first saw you at Mr. Bad User Name's party at Summer Shack. I heard about you from my wife the CIA agent, but I didn't get to meet you until you and 'domo came to visit me in the hospital to see if my head was going to explode, which I thought was quite brave of both of you. :) You brought crossword puzzles and we talked about the Berkshires, and it took me almost a full minute of conversation to understand that you two were either going to get married or the love waves radiating out from both of you were going to eventually set the atmosphere on fire and envelop all of humanity in a fiery doom. So I'm glad it all worked out. :)
We'd been to a party on the north shore the day before, and on our way up there we passed an old farm with a pair of silos. I drew a little cartoon of a farm building floating in a river, and labeled it "In Seine, a Silo," and rather than looking at me like I was crazy, Kyle countered with a similarly abhorent pun.
The reason I think of this is, there was a row of identical Victorian triple-deckers across the street from the hospital where your cheek was being monitored for signs of impending explosion. These houses all had turrets, but had been vinyl-sided to within an inch of their lives. Of course, the only way to vinyl-side a turret is to install the siding vertically, which made these houses all look like they had cenvenient grain storage attached. Kyle and I tried to explain the rash of silo puns to Meri, who looked at us like we had two heads. Which we do, so it was all good. :)
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Date: 2005-10-30 05:41 pm (UTC)-SP
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Date: 2005-10-31 02:00 am (UTC)We'd been to a party on the north shore the day before, and on our way up there we passed an old farm with a pair of silos. I drew a little cartoon of a farm building floating in a river, and labeled it "In Seine, a Silo," and rather than looking at me like I was crazy, Kyle countered with a similarly abhorent pun.
The reason I think of this is, there was a row of identical Victorian triple-deckers across the street from the hospital where your cheek was being monitored for signs of impending explosion. These houses all had turrets, but had been vinyl-sided to within an inch of their lives. Of course, the only way to vinyl-side a turret is to install the siding vertically, which made these houses all look like they had cenvenient grain storage attached. Kyle and I tried to explain the rash of silo puns to Meri, who looked at us like we had two heads. Which we do, so it was all good. :)