Stupid Phrase of the Day

I drove said friend back to her place so that I could stop by and pick up something that they had brought back for me from the neighbouring province while competing in auto-cross nationals.

Her husband was driving their car home and made sure to say, "so... I wonder who will get home first" as we were about to pull out of the parking lot. We followed him out of the lot and were doing very well until we surprisingly came to a set of railway tracks with the loud dinging and bars coming down.

Sitting there for a solid 15 minutes, we talked about graffiti, break-ins, stupid criminals, baseball bats, criminal charges for battery of a criminal... sure - definitely random things to talk about as we watched and waited for the long (and slow!) train to pass, but I think we were both exhausted.

When the gates finally lifted and we were on our way, it was when we went to turn left (across the lane of traffic) to head back to her house that I truly demonstrated how completely exhausted I was - mentally and all.

"Oh my! That is a very long lane of traffic. I wonder what the hold up is... did we pass an accident or something?"

Said friend simply turned and stared at me until I managed to glance over and meet her gaze.

"Ummm... do you think that it *might* have ANYTHING to do with the long train that we just watched go by?"

Oh. Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight. Nevermind then. Resume previous conversation. Oye. Leave it to me to bring home the intelligent, misplaced phrases and questions. ;)

Laugh of the Week

So there I am, sitting in the middle of a row, as a face among hundreds.  Well, maybe not hundreds - but I think the class registration in this particular psychology class is at 150-175?  It is definitely one of the largest lecture theaters for this University.  But, as an older student, I stand out among the first and second year novices - for sure!

The other day, the prof is going over the notes and the powerpoint slide, projected on the large screen says, "emotion"

... the conversation between my friend and I goes something like this:

Me: "Is that a typo?"

Friend: "Is what a typo?"

Me: "Emotion"

Friend: "Why?"

Me: "Well, what  kind of motion is e-motion??"

Professor overhears and as my friend is snickering at my question, he doesn't stop lecturing - BUT, manages to slide, "no, no this is not a typo.  Eeeee-motion is that type of motion that deals with feelings..." as he continued lecturing.  

Oh, I wish I could describe the colour of my face.  I think this ink colour is pretty close...