Enjoy the Silence

From the movie Pulp Fiction:

Mia: Don’t you hate that?
Vincent: What?
Mia: Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it’s necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable?
Vincent: I don’t know. That’s a good question.
Mia: That’s when you know you’ve found somebody special. When you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence.

Now, I enjoyed Pulp Fiction quite a bit. I haven’t seen it in a while. I probably wouldn’t enjoy it quite as much now as my teenage self did but I’d still probably enjoy it. But frankly, I call bullshit on this conversation. No woman I’ve ever met in my entire life would fulfill Mia’s half of the conversation. On the other hand, in most male friendships that I’ve seen the men can go quite a bit without actually saying anything and not be horribly uncomfortable at all. This is especially true if they’re doing something active together like sports practice, hunting, etc.

YMMV.

Licensed to Kill

OK, not really. But my concealed carry permit finally got approved and I picked it up today. The 15 year old boy part of me wants to go out on the town carrying just because I can… but I haven’t actually bought the pistol yet.

The Bad Part About Sex in the Morning

…is that the day is all downhill from there.

Update: To be sure, if this were the worst of my problems life would be damn near perfect.