*gasp* My lily-whiteness! Come back! Went hiking up to Hill 88 in Marin. Despite only like 3 hours in the sun, I am many shades darker. There are old WW2 bunkers scattered about on the hills and it was fun to go inside them and read the insipid graffiti. I can't imagine what it would have been like when they were operational and people were stationed in there, all ready to blow things up.
We had a barbecue last night and one of the things we had was grilled corn. I was kind of full so I didn't want to eat my corn. Alex took umbrage and grabbed my corn and made stabbing motions at me with it, trying to convince me to eat it.
CHIP: That was kind of phallic. (silence) ALEX: Would you rather I did that to you? Tiger?