Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Denver Nightmare

I dreamed last night that I was called to be stake president.

I don't think it had anything to do with this conversation that took place last night in between Maury's visits to our table:

(Earlier) Dave: That phone call was about planning my son's first birthday party...

Jack: I'm so full. Look, I'm four months.
Brian: Hmm, Jessica's almost six months along.
Dave: She's expecting? So this will be your third?
Brian: Yep.
Mike: Hey Dave, when is your wife due?
Dave: A year ago?

2 comments:

Laurie said...

you should have taken your camera. or if you did take your camera, you should have got a photo of maury with the mustache.

Holdinator said...

I regret that I didn't have a camera. You'll just have to use your imagination.