Clint came to visit and it's always a time!  Clint is famous for his rambling mumbles and it's incredibly endearing.  Also, weird.  So says the chick who spent half an hour showing Clint 9/11 conspiracy theories on YouTube.  Self burn!

Anyway, this is a conversation that happened last night while watching some movie with Clint that had a train in it. (We watched Army of Darkness, V for Vendetta, then Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas.  I'm sure I don't know exactly which one triggered this but lemme say this -- watch those three in a row and man you just wanna huff ether and shoot guns!)

me: God, I love a train!  You heard about Obama's plan to —

Clint:  Knowwhatwouldbegreatifyou'recarwaspulledonrails!

me:  Wazzat now?

Clint:  Youknowifyouwantedtogetacrosscountryyoujustputyourcaronrailsand go?

me:  ...

Clint:  Yeahyeahit'dbeawesomeyoujusthaveyourcar,yaknow,butit'sonrails?

me:  So like a train?

Clint:  Nonotlikeatraincuzitwouldbeyourcar!

me:  So like a traincar?

Clint:  Nonono.

me: ...

Clint:  NoI'msayingyou'dhaveyourcarandyoucouldtakeitcrosscountry!

me:  So you could drive there.

Clint:  Butit'dbeonrails.

me:  So why not just ride a train?

Clint: Butthenyouwouldn'thaveyourcar.

me:  Right, so why wouldn't you just drive across country if you wanted your car, then?

Clint: ...

me:  ...

Clint:  Iguessyou'reright.

me:  Dude, I don't think I know WHAT just happened.


In between watching V and Fear and Loathing I went outside to walk Bobby Hank, and Clint thought I'd be gone a while.  To which I shouted (SHOUTED!) to him across my house, "YEAH, I CAN'T GO FAR, I DON'T HAVE A BRA ON."  Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight as two 11y.o. boys were outside of my gate.  So if those are your kids, sorry 'bout that, but believe me I have never been so carefully watched by two children walking down my steps so take comfort that their eyesight is top notch.