A personal journal about teaching the Bible and ancient Near Eastern history/theology/religion/archaeology to university students in New Orleans, and whatever else happens to be on my mind.
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Thursday, July 10, 2008
Conversation in a New Orleans Hardware Store Parking Lot
Today Therese and I went to pick out a bathroom light and our cabinet handles. As we were leaving, there was a young man trying unsuccessfully to get a large door and frame into the back of his truck. I stopped to help him, and Therese was very impressed with my altruism. In fact she said it deserved a specific intimate sexual reward which I won't repeat in this forum. I thought about this for a second, and then I said "Well you better hurry and figure out where that young man lives because I'm about ready to leave."
Are you ever NOT a malaka? Dayam.
ReplyDeleteAfter your comments in front of her the other night, I can't imagine she meant you, either.
ReplyDeleteThis post made me laugh.
ReplyDeleteAdrastos, Michael is ALWAYS a super malaka. As for the hardware store story, Michael is delusional . He imagined the whole thing.
ReplyDeleteTherese
Thanks for confirming my suspicion, T. You're a saint for enduring his malakatude.
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