Nuthin’ new.
Seriously.
OK, OK here’s one for you:
The other day the girls talked quietly at the kitchen counter .
(Quietly? I had no idea that was even an option.)
And while they were thus quietly engaged, I was on the floor goofing around with this:
Suddenly he moved his head and when I looked behind him into the kitchen something had silently and magically appeared on the counter in front of the girls.
It was random 8lb jar of picks. You think I jest.
Look…
Yup, when I said ‘nuthin new’ I kinda meant it.