Blaine suggested I be bloggy of this, and I’ve learned to always take her suggestions, both large and small, and so:

Blaine hops into my car, notices the passenger seat is pushed way back.

Blaine: whoa, did you have a big tall man in here?

Me: nope! It was an end table.

A sad silence, and then:

Blaine:….you should blog that.

Me: yep!