Randomization

Last Friday, I drove to Tucson. Dan plays the bass, and needed a size upgrade. The only one I could find in the Phoenix area was $85 a month, so I decided to make the trek to Tucson and pay only $50 a month. Worth the $40 in gas it took, right?

Since I couldn't find a buddy to make the drive with me, I let Dan play hooky (sp?) from school and go with me. It was an interesting drive. First, we talked about school. It was a short conversation. Then, I tried girls. An even shorter conversation. Finally, Dan started playing his "randomization" game. It goes like this: you say something random. Then you say something else random (that can't in any way be connected to a previous response). Dan excels at this game. Here is a sampling of what most of the four hours consisted of:

aviator

handle-bar mustache

plexiglass

platypus

belly button lint

auxiliary

dial soap

tangerine

tuna fish

moose crossing

laundry detergent

ham sandwich

tooth mouse (which happens to be what they call the tooth fairy in Mexico)

hammerhead shark

bicycle seat

...and the list goes on and on and on. I realize that just reading this list probably isn't funny, but I was laughing so much. Dan has such a dry sense of humor and just they way he says stuff is funny. Add to that the fact that he fires off random words at a pretty quick rate (about 4 to my 1) and I was thoroughly entertained for the drive. Even now, as I write this, he is over in the corner playing the silly game with Olivia. She keeps naming stuff that she sees in the house, but he is completely random. It makes me wonder, "what goes on in that mind of his?" I really wonder if there's something whacked or if he is a genius.

Today, I'm going with whacked.