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What You Don't Know Can't Hurt You

L got home from Florida late last night, and we were catching up while getting ready for work this morning.

"Oh," I said, "We've now got the Paris video on the computer if you need to catch up on your water cooler conversation."

"The what?"

"You know, the video that everyone's been talking about, with Paris Hilton having sex."

"Who's he?"

And that pretty much sums up what's wonderful about my guy. He's the yin to my pop culture whore yang.

In other news, I got my flue shot this morning, so I'm all set to explore new chimneys next week while I'm in London.