Me: What should I write about on the blog today?
The Agent: You should write about the RV I want to buy.
Me: That's not exciting at all.
The Agent: Yes it is. It's very exciting. Look at how pretty it is.
|For $60K, this could be ours.|
Me: It's very nice.
The Agent: You can even name the blog "My Husband's Stupid RV."
Me: That's a good name. So, what am I going to write about?
The Agent: And you could write about all the adventures we'd go on in the stupid rv. We'd go somewhere every week, of course.
Me: Oh, really? And where would we go?
The Agent: That's the great thing. We could go anywhere. We could go to Empire.
Me: Empire? Do you even know where that is? I had to drive through there every day when I commuted to college. You know what's there? Not a thing. Seriously. They call it The Mexican City of the Central Valley. That's their official motto! So lame!
The Agent: We could go there and park anywhere and stay the night. So, let's say Bug had a golf tournament there. We could drive her there and she could have the tournament, and we could watch her, or we go in to the rv and make a sandwich so we don't make her nervous by staring her.
Me: That's a great idea. We should totally get an rv. After you teach Bug to hold a golf club.
The Agent: It would work for BK, too, when he has all those baseball tournaments.
Me: Right. In Empire. Darling, did you know there isn't even a high school in Empire? And there's certainly not a golf course.
The Agent: I'm guessing the town will have both by the time you let me buy this rv.
Me: True story.