Sunday, July 01, 2007

TMI

My bedroom is across from a bathroom. I am on my bed (a popular watering-hole for the local arthropod population), reading about stochastic calculus and not understanding a dWt of it (jokes for nerds, jokes for nerds), when my mother appears in the doorway, apparently on the way to the loo. Apropos of nothing, she says,

"I don't like Bon Jovi anymore."

I look up, but by then she's gone.

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