Thanks, Miss W, for going with me today to the Con Ed building for the ridonculious USA Memory Championship.
We watched some folks try to repeat facts about people (somebody had a pet snake named "lightning", right?) and those guys who memorized two whole decks of playing cards. But the best part was when we had this exchange:
Me: Ummm... how come none of these folks be cute? You'd think they'd remember to comb they hair.
W: Stop, I'm gonna pee my pants. This ain't the place. I've been having bladder problems.
Oh, W, I owe you some grapes and ice cream for that!
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