Me: At this age, I’m already over the hill.
Mom: Really? But you’re so young.
Me: Yes. I’m in my most fertile years. I should already be having kids by now.
Alex: Twenty is about the right age.
Mom: So human fertility doesn’t look like t-distribution.
Dad: No. It’s more like chi-squared.
Byrnes: You just randomly flipped to only being on Yahoo.
Me: Wireless. But I think it’s the encryption really. The network was free for a while, and everything was fine. Then Dad put encryption back on.
Byrnes: Well turn the damn encryption off! Seriously. Who’s gonna steal your wifi?!
Me: The deer. [...]
Me: Finally back in Boston. Let’s get dinner.
Byrnes: Unfortunately the only food we can get at this hour is pizza or hot dogs.
Me: Sweetie, you know that I’m always up for some late night hot juicy sausage.
Me: Look! All those straight roads and little houses all the same size and color. It’s like they planned the layout of the city.
Byrnes: They kinda did. The Great Fire?
Me: They didn’t have to rebuild it that way. Boston can learn a few things from Chicago.
Me: Look! This is what I love about coming here. I can see the horizon. And so far into the distance! It’s beautiful.
Byrnes: Welcome to the South, Amber.
Me: But there are so few trees! I don’t know where I could nest overnight.
Al: Are you taking pictures of my breasts?
Me: Now I am.
Al: You’re not going to put that on your blog, are you?
Me: Now I am.
Byrnes at the Boston Museum of Science. He has one foot in Boston and the other in Cambridge. Picture taken summer 2007.
Nick: What’s good?
Me: Sunshine. I love the sun, and it loves me. We’re gonna elope.
Nick: Too late. I got there first.
Me: Dammit! Three way?
Nick: Works for me.
Me: Guess what I got?
Byrnes: I don’t know. An apple?
Me: Nope! I got the ring.
Byrnes: The ring?
Me: Seven daaaaaaaaaaaaays.
Me: I’m still getting used to you. After all this time!
Byrnes: I think that we’ll be getting used to each other for a very, very long time.
Me: Will it take longer than fifteen minutes? That’s about as long my attention span can take.
Byrnes: Yes. Much longer.
Me: Damn. I’ll need meds.
