Me: What did I tell you about living in the cloud?
Sandy: Did you just tell her, “What did I tell you about living in the cloud?”
Me: Yes.
Sandy: Is this another one of your racist things?
Category: Quote
Misunderstanding
All quotes paraphrased.
Via IM:
Ted: are you coming home for thanksgiving?
Me: yes
Ted: call me when you get home.
Me: ok
After work, I call Ted:
Ted: What’s up?
Me: Nothing. You told me to call you.
Ted: What?
Me: You said that I should call you when I get home.
Ted: [laughing] I meant when you get home. I thought you don’t refer to [California] as home.
Me: I don’t. I thought you meant my apartment. I was too busy to correct you.
Actual conversation with a Californian
Julian: hey
are you guys still coming on sunday?
i think it’s going to be raining
me: if we’re still invited
oh
were we doing outdoor activities?
Julian: yeah for sure
i know some people dont like to drive in the rain
(See also)
Know what you’re good at
Text from my sister:
Haha so Mom’s kids had to write a story about their happiest moment. One kid wrote: “when my sheets smell good.” And then about what they’re good at, he wrote “sleep.” You two would get along.
Starship mondegreen
Turns out the city was built “on rock and roll,” and not “on Broadway.”
Yeah, I know this one is a stretch, but that’s really what I thought I remembered hearing.
Pennsylvania
Before my trip to Ireland (yes, I went to Ireland… blog post coming soonish), I mentioned my trip in a meeting. Of course it only took a few seconds for someone to mention how green the country is. That prompted this paraphrased portion of a conversation:
Coworker: I was in Pennsylvania recently. It’s also very green.
I think to myself: “Thanks for noticing!”
Coworker: (continued) And there are trees everywhere.
I think to myself: “Yes, it’s awesome!”Coworker: It’s almost claustrophobic.
I still don’t know how to react to that, so I’ll just end this post with some photos from my most recent trip to the claustrophobic commonwealth.
Needs
Me: When are you leaving?
Sophia: Probably not until 7.
Me: Okay, good.
Sophia: Why?
Me: I need a girl for something later.
I’m going to connect everything to everything!
Nelson sent me the following email this morning without any prompting from me:
Subject: sorry for my auto-tweet
From: Nelson BradleyI wanted to test out the “new” “feature” to tweet blog posts, so I set it up months ago in feedburner. It works! I will disable it before my next post.
I suppose now is a good time to point out that if I’ve stopped following you on Buzz/Reader/Twitter/Foursquare, it’s probably not because I don’t like you. It’s because you create duplicate content and I only need to read something once.
A tame menu
me: fyi i don’t think i’ll be staying for dinner now
nothing really jumps out at me on the menu
Nelson: that should be a good thing
[via IM]
Congratulations, Nelson!
As transcribed by Google Voice:
Nelson Bradley at 4:15 PM:
I’m elopes.
Huh. Must be some new slang term for “I just eloped.”
Sandy is quick to inform me that I may be next, leaving this at 4:16:
Hey Mick, I have a great great match. Dot.
Dot, I look forward to meeting you.