Good Man put together something from IKEA for me. Midway through he said, “Oh, by the way, I am using this to stop the hammer from scratching.” I looked up and noticed that he had pounded holes into one of my nice cloth napkins.
“Why didn’t you use one of the cotton rags?”
“Oh. I don’t know.”
What could I do but laugh?
“That house is decked out for Halloween,” I said, pointing to a house whose yard was covered in fake webs, spiders, and pumpkins.
“Why all the spider webs?”
“Because they’re spoo-oo-ooky,” I said.
“Why not have Spiderman Day?” Good Man wondered out loud, “Well, I guess then you would need Batman Day, Darth Vader Day, Star Trek Day…”