Tagged With: Kris & Gene
Kris: Blech, I’m sorry, I keep going on and on about this. I need to stop telling you every thought that crosses my brain. Gene: I like hearing all your thoughts. Kris: Well. Gene: I do. If your thoughts were an RSS feed, I would subscribe to it.
It’s an understood thing around our house that on particularly sunny days I’m going to spend most of my time in the yard, swimming and reading, rather than grocery shopping or sweeping the staircase or any of the other useful things I sometimes bring myself to do. Today I was doing that for a while, … Continue reading
Once, a few years ago, I tried taking all of our medicines and toiletries out of their ugly cardboard-and-plastic packaging and putting them into funky little jars, sort of like this: And then Gene said “Why are the band-aids in this jar with the narrow mouth that I can’t get my fingers into? I can’t … Continue reading
I bought another piece of body-part decor. It’s a table that sits on sort of tentacly legs which end in four little paws. This time there was a decided silence before Gene said “Oh, I like it.” I probably need to stop shopping at stores with no return policies.
Kris: I am now the proud owner of Wyclef Jean’s “Greatest Hits” album. Gene: Really. Kris: I’m sorry. I don’t do these things to hurt you. Gene: I know, I know. Seriously though, how good do you feel about your future artistic prospects now that you know there is a “greatest hits” album out there … Continue reading
Me: “I bought a piece of slightly creepy decor today.” Gene: “Cool?” Me: “It’s a gold severed hand with a mirror in the palm. You hang it on the wall.” Gene: “…” Me: “I sort of love it.” What a normal husband would say: “Please stop bringing gilded severed body parts into our home.” What … Continue reading
Me: Armie Hammer is so great. He should be in other things. Gene: Isn’t he? Me: No, he’s not actually an actor. He’s the heir to the Arm & Hammer fortune. Gene: Wait, really? Me: Hence the ridiculous name. Gene: Huh, I had no idea. Kris: Yeah, it’s on his Wikipedia page, I think. We … Continue reading
There are these moments that happen sometimes. Like over the weekend, when someone was telling us that he impresses his friends with his computer skills because he can “go into a program” and can burn CDs. I was listening to this guy but I was watching Gene’s face, which was also listening very politely, except … Continue reading
Kris: I have a Nicki Minaj song stuck in my head. Gene: Ugh. Kris: I know. I really don’t like the way she talks about other women. Gene: [blinks] Wait, that’s your problem? The lyrics? Kris: Yeah. The songs are quite catchy otherwise. Gene: I…what…how are we married right now?
While having dinner at Jacob’s on Sunday we somehow got into a riff about Gene’s interest in Ridley Scott, which ended in a joke about how all his sex ed came from Ridley Scott movies. I went right along with this. Later on I got home and looked this guy up and apparently the sex … Continue reading