[after finding a penny at the foot of the bed, probably placed there by Laurel]
Me: Do you think these coins are spawning?
Me: Maybe I should put a twenty-dollar bill wherever the pennies are spawning and see what happens.
Himself: Nah, then you'll just get a bus token.
Me: Do you think Bush is racist? [This was in reference to the day's Boondocks comic.]
Himself: No. He's classist and doesn't care about the working poor.
Me: So why is he getting so much press about being against affirmative action?
Himself: What do you think?
Me: That he's dangerous as hell because he acts stupid while quietly setting us all back to before Roe v. Wade.
Himself: Took you long enough to notice.
Me: So why is he being called racist?
Himself: Because if people started realizing the implications of classism, they'd get angry.
Me: We should get a plan in place in case palace front doesn't work out.
Himself: I figured you could go back to school.
Himself: Why would I want to do that? I've got to finish paying off the loans from my year at the drunk tank [Mary Baldwin] first.
Himself: Well, I've always wanted to study journalism.
Me: Like revme?
Himself: I guess. You know I don't write as well as I'd like to, so I thought if you did...
Me: You're good at sticking your nose in places it doesn't belong. But how would gonzo journalism and my obsessive editing ever get along?