me: "There's a neutral zone?"
K: "Yes."
G: (walking back in) "Did you say something about the neutral zone?"
me: "Yes, I didn't know there was one."
G: "Given the number of French Canadians who play hockey, there are occasionally players whose last name is Picard."
me: "Wait, really?"
G: "Yes. Sometimes Picard enters the neutral zone!"
Such better roomates than I had last time around, with S who would sneer when I watched Star Trek. _
Also, they were more clever back then. I noticed, possibly for the first time, that when she is waltzing with her make belief prince, made of the rabbits and the owl and the real prince's boots and cape, she isn't actually waltzing. She's approximating, but the steps are wrong. And then he steps in, and sweeps her into a real waltz, and the feet are making the right steps and everything.
There are flaws, of course, there are always flaws. Like, how do you spend 16 years pretending to be normal humans only to be stumped by making a cake and a dress? Really? You haven't figured these things out yet? But. Still.
Also, my very quick internet research into when the "girl" color switched from blue to pink suggests that it was sometime in the 50's, which is when Sleeping Beauty came out. Which makes the color changing dress more interesting, I think.
Also, my hair looks fabulous. Hairdressers do this thing with a blow dryer and a circular brush that makes my hair mostly straight with just a bit of wave that I cannot for the life of me do. I like my curls, but I like a little variety, too. _
And then I remembered that, wait, they probably went trick or treating already, because it's Central PA and weird as hell and, sure enough, I was right. Fairview Township trick or treated, as usual, on the last Thursday of October, between 6 and 8.
The coolest year was the year Fairview, Lewisberry, and New Cumberland trick or treated on seperate days and so we went trick or treating in all three. _
Search for Sam should be the next Where's Waldo.
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