The Moot Topic

oranges on breasts. is this moot?

depends on the rest of breakfast...

and/or where the vodka is...

screwdrivers: they're not just for breakfast anymore!

however, they do go well with Cheerios...

Do they now?

Yes, both now and later. So?

So cotton balls are white too...

and that pertains to?

The yellowness of nachos, of course.

And this affects/effects me how?

Isn't presentation a part of the picture.

doesn't matter

It affects you like this, muffin: the nachos will make stains on your white cotton t-shirts, if you don't eat them with a knife and fork...

Eat nachos with a knife and fork? You have got to be kidding!

That is something I would pay to see!!!

My husband eats nachos with a knife and fork...

I'd love to see anyone eat nachos with a knife and fork. That is kind of like eating fresh oysters with a knife and fork.

Well, he will do that too, I'm sure! He even eats ice cream with knife and fork. I don't think he's figured out the spoon in all his half century on earth! It's quite sweet.

How does he eat soup?

My thought exactly... barbequed ribs would be interesting to watch, as well...

Not to mention Buffalo Wings.

He drinks his soup straight from the bowl, and no, I've not seen him eat barbequed ribs or Buffalo wings! All I know is, I've NEVER seen him eat with a spoon, and the funniest thing is to see him eat cereal on a morning!! Cursing and muttering because they fall off his fork. And when you ask him why he doesn't eat with a spoon, he says, because it's like eating from a bedpan. ha-ha!!!! And people don't understand why some women marry older guys - they're just so funny!

I hope that when he said that you asked him when the last time he had a meal out of a bedpan was.

I did!!! ha-ha!! Oxford, Christ Church College, 1968...

That is pretty good! I didn't expect him to have a response.

Chris always has a response. And he never asks you questions to which he doesn't know the answer already. Such is the mind of a true intellectual!

Why ask a question if you already know the answer?

Because you want to see if the other person gets it right, or you want to play with his answer. It's really like a game, you see. For example: We do something great, like stand on top of the Eiffel tower. And he'll ask me if I'm excited. And I say, yes. And he'll ask, in what way, what kind of excitement. And I'll give him some answer about the wind blowing, and the people looking so little below, the thrill of being so high up - something like that. Which tell him my mood. That's always dangerou with him! And then the game starts, 'cos then he'll ask: You know what kind of excitement I feel right now? Which prompts me to say something like, 'Yes, of course I do; the kind of excitement one can't help but feel when you're standing on top of the Eiffel tower.' Ah, but that's where I fall into the trap, you see! Because he knows I'm going to say it! And that's HIS kind of excitement! Trapping me in my OWN excitement! Do you see what I mean?

Yes, I do. It sounds like a mind game. Doesn't it make you feel self-conscious?

probably no more so than posting on here some days...