Pinter's Prize

Melanie was in the shower when I heard the news. What follows is the transcript of our conversation as she was stepping out of the shower

E: Somebody won a prize.

M: What?

E: Somebody won a prize in literature.

M: A prize in literature?

E: Yes, a Scandinavian prize in literature.

M: The Nobel Prize?

E: Yes. Somebody won the Scandinavian Nobel Prize in Literature.

M: Oh, Pinter won the Nobel?

E: Yes. Pinter won the Scandinavian Nobel Prize in Literature.

M: Harold Pinter.

E: Yes. Harold Pinter won the Scandinavian Nobel Prize in Literature.

Then later Amalia and I were driving, listening to Hank Williams' "Move it On Over."

Amalia: He's a big dog.

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Amalia: He's a mad dog. A big mad dog.

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Amalia: A bad dog. A big bad mad dog.

At this point I could no longer resist.

E: Yes. A big bad mad dog.

Amalia: A big bad mad dog.

Help! Please give the Nobel to someone else quick, or we might just go crazy over here!

Posted by erik at October 14, 2005 12:35 AM | TrackBack