Late at night, things can get preeeeetty serious around here.
First, after we're tucked in bed and just about to turn off the light, we have some Sam and Chas iPhone time.
We check email, blog surf, facebook, and tweet.
Basically, we hook into electronic social media like two robots.
After we unplug and become humans again, we snug up and talk about serious, important matters.
Like how if robbers came into our house, they'd mostly wanna steal our snugs.
Or how awesome it was that Chas was able to strap the tripod to his backpack using only butcher's twine.
And how one of us really wants a sugar cookie and the other really wants some "special drinks" (otherwise known as chilled water).
Our upstairs neighbors probably think they live above a kindergarten class for all the giggling that goes on after 11pm.
Here's a recent late-night gem:
In speaking about the misconception of the tomato being widely considered a veggie and not a fruit (See? These are intense convos), Chas made a very astute observation:
"The tomato should sue V8 for defamation. Poor misunderstood fruity tomato."