Friday, April 11, 2008

A Little Unwell

Some people think that I have pretty absurd taste in food.  Those people haven't met my mother.

Mother: You know what's really good?  Cream of mushroom soup and cheerios.

Moi: Why would you even think of that combination?

Mother: I figured that soup is salty and cheerios are, too, so might as well have them together.

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Perhaps it was early in the morning, perhaps it's old age, perhaps she's crazy, but this morning, as she was about to drive me to the commuter rail station, she saw my work outfit and freaked out.  "That's what you're wearing to New York?  Why don't you put on jeans or something more comfortable?"  "Um, I've packed other clothes in my backpack, but I need to wear this to work."  "Oh, that makes sense."

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