Greenwitch wrote:Why is that my husband can't notice a huge glob of dog vomit in the middle of our living room floor, but has no problem spotting a golf ball, 200 feet away, half smashed into the ground with leaf matter covering it to the point that only a pin dot of white can be seen?
Funny stuff, GW. The thing is, men see what they want to see, while women see what they have to see.
That wasn't advice, Chai, but merely an observation, so I do not feel like I have violated your column in anyway.
I just don't see it that way.
But I do have a question, Dr. Chai. Why does squinney insist on calling you Chia?
What's up with that?