Yes, I am a nerd. I sometimes think up interesting questions to have on the ready in case a lull in conversation ever occurs during a dinner party. My latest question? Wait for it ... wait for it ... wait for it ... "If you have a butler, what would his name be?" I tried it out on Kulani tonight.
Me: If you ever had a butler, what would his name be?
Kulani: (Remember, he's an engineer and writer by trade.) My butler's name would be the name of the guy who was most competent and compatible.
Me: So what would his name be?
Kulani: Whatever his name is.
I almost had to stop the car I was laughing so hard. My answer was Quentin so then I could call him "Q." Oh, yeah. Good thing my journalism skillz aren't going to waste. I really know how to get to the heart of some really deep, philosophical discussions. Who wants to come to our dinner parties now? Boo yeah!