This past Saturday, I was coordinating gaming schedules with Fraley, RJ and Brandon. Next weekend wasn’t looking so good. “So that’s the 22nd out,” I said. “And the weekend after that is Thanksgiving. I mean, Halloween; the hipster Thanksgiving.”
Fraley gave me a quizzical look.
“Well, you get to dress up, but you’re doing it ironically. And you go to someone else’s house and eat a lot and drink with your friends.”
“I wasn’t buying it,” Fraley said, “but now it has that ring of authenticity.”
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Later that evening, I was at a housewarming party. Alex L. (of Manthorne and The Baron fame) was talking about an improv class he had taught that afternoon. “They’re coming along,” he said. “None of them murdered each other today, so that’s good.”
“So you’re saying because nobody you know got killed today, it was a good day?”
RJ laughed out loud; Josh M. snickered.
“But seriously,” I said, “if you wanted to do an SWPL update of ‘Today Was A Good Day,’ you could do worse than ‘Nobody I know got killed in an improv class today.’ ”
I am just coining phrases all over the place.