Good Man Disagrees With Me

“I’m going to buy this house one day,” I said, pointing to a house while we were taking a walk. “It’s in a trust right now.”

“How do you know that?”

“I looked up the tax records.”

“Stalker,” he said, shaking his head.

“Or the one the sex offender lives in near the school. That’s a great house.”

“Oh my God. You are like a Lifetime movie.”


Good Man and I just got back from a trip to the Badlands/Black Hills. We drove there. It was my idea…

“I hate driving. Why is Ohio so wide? This was not my best idea, but I wanted you to see how big America is,” I said while rocking back and forth in my seat.

Good Man nodded, “I knew it was not your greatest idea. A good one, but not the greatest.”

“Then why didn’t you argue with me? Why didn’t you talk me into flying and renting a car?”

“Sometimes you win by losing.”