wispfox

Co-worker offering to explain something in harmony on Friday because my brain was too fried to parse what he was saying. This, perhaps not shockingly, caused a response of 'Hell, yes! I don't care _what_ is to be explained, if someone offers to explain it in harmony (or, for that matter, interpretive dance), I _will_ say yes!'

Sadly, there was no actual harmony explanation (perhaps because there was too much laughter).

You know I have corrupted people's brains when...

They mis-read 'New Scientist' as 'Mad Scientist', and think it would have made complete sense the way they misread it, since it was in my apartment.

They mis-read 'weird conversion' as 'weird conversation' repeatedly.

Mua-ha-ha-ha!