miscellany

• An outside work, work cookout I was supposed to attend Saturday was postponed in favor of a more available weekend. Which led to this exchange:
  
  me: I hope, in my grief, I don't drive off a bridge on the way home. Somebody hide the scissors.
  she: It's all right. Since the cookout was postponed, it'll be at Julie's house instead of Bill's. Julie said we could have the bonfire and she has the big backyard and the bar.
  me: She has a bar? She doesn't strike me as the type.
  she: Not a bar, a barn.
  me: A barn? What do I care about a barn? Wait. Is the barn filled with booze?
  
  
• Also at work today I was told this, "I have to forward you something. It will make you feel kinda not bad." It worked! I still feel kinda not bad - kinda.