Conversation between Albert and me tonight:

Angela: My eyes are changing. I have a splinter in my foot and I can’t see it.

Albert: Hmm… I can’t see anything either.

Angela: It’s so weird because when I push the area with my hand, my foot doesn’t hurt at all, but when I wear my shoes it hurts. So I am randomly using these tweezers here on my foot in hope that I happen to find a splinter in my foot.

Albert: Maybe you don’t have a splinter in your foot. Maybe it’s in your shoe.


Angela: How come I always feel like a dumb Asian blonde when I’m with you?

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  • Reply Glen Nielsen

    “You don’t know what it is, but it’s there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.”

    October 2, 2012 at 10:57 pm
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