My friends DO make my life.
Especially the infamous Casey...
So Laura, of Grammatically Incorrect English Major, and I are chillin in the in the TV Studio in the nice and quite for the brief duration of this morning when our good friend Casey comes in. She starts going on about how the people in the lobby are trying to get her to to register for voting (ooh the joys of being 18, eh?) But I tried to explain to her that if she doesn't vote, she won't get... complaining rights (my family tends to use a different word instead of complaining) but her response:
"But then they'll pull me into jury duty!!!"
Her distress is incomparable in words. But then she starts to start humming.... Laura turns around and asks
"Are you humming CHRISTMAS songs?"
"Well yeah.. there's no good Easter songs! Sure, there's Peter Cotton Tail but I always confuse that with Johnny Appleseed... After my birthday I'm ready for Christmas again!"
Oh the good times when I get to talk to Casey... (: