About 9 hours ago, I came home to our apartment after a most pleasurable Christmas party at the Waller-Mussack residence. When I came into our bedroom, Jim popped his head up. It made me very excited to know he was still awake because this meant I could tell him about the cat puzzle we’d spent the evening trying to put together. Unfortunately, the subject never came up. Instead we had this conversation:
Jim (garbled): Good Morning, Minnesota
Christine: What did you say?
Jim: Good Morning, Minnesota
Jim (annoyed): Good Morning, Minnesota
Christine: Jim, you just said “Good Morning, Minnesota.” What are you talking about?
Jim: Multiply all the X’s
Jim (really annoyed): Multiply all the X’s
Christine: So, the answer to why you’re saying “Good Morning, Minnesota” is that you’re supposed to multiply the X’s?
Jim: Are you making fun of me?
Christine: Good night.
Jim: Good night.
So this morning I told him about the cat puzzle instead.