July 2nd, 2006
Ken Martin
It’s a funny story, but I won’t share it because… well, I just won’t. It involved the kind of “error” that I usually make, not Ken. But he sure did. And we still talk about it, over 7 years later. Today he gave this as the explanation,
“My logic was flawless. I was just missing a fact.”
July 2nd, 2006 at 6:09 pm
Way to ingnite my curiosity. And then pour gasoline on it.
July 2nd, 2006 at 6:35 pm
Here’s the thing, Ken makes very few mistakes like the one hinted to above. I, on the other hand, have made many - among which several have displayed a lack of a grasp on both the laws of logic and physics.
It’s like when I get cute and think I’m going to get away with tickling him or dropping a little water on him. If he wanted to he could tickle me back mercilessly (or drown me, whatever the case may be.) Can’t blab the details of his, because where would it end?
You are actually getting warm though; in as far as a car uses gas, and the error in question had to do with our former car.
July 5th, 2006 at 8:29 pm
[...] My Lovely Bride’s post about me peaked a smidgen of curiosity, so I’ve decided to tell a wonderfully embarrassing story about myself. [...]
July 5th, 2006 at 8:35 pm
Amy, may your curiosity be satisfied.
July 10th, 2006 at 7:18 pm
I almost laugh, but then I cringe.
It reminds me of the time when my old roomate, Mark, thoughtfully ‘cleaned’ the snow and ice off of
Mikes ‘68 Cadillac convertable. With a metal shovel.
And Mike didn’t even thank him…